I see you drooping,All green and yellow,Swaying and swinging,Through the mellow. I see you stand tall,Up and super tough;Withstand it all,The smooth and the rough. I see you surge,Continue to grow;Yet wisdom you splurge,To all high and low. I see you everyday,I hear you talk,Tis a day of giving,Is the motto you rock!
To writing a book,Timing it right;To telling the tales;Of times and tide. The songs of morrow,The tasks of pride,The talks of man,And women alike. The fields of blood,The troops of tusks;The chariots of gold,The smelling dusks. The treaties of truce,The talks of rules;The honored fights,And grieved who died. The travelers tripTo end of the world,Along […]