And A Meadow Lark Sang
What You Are To Me
-Ravindra Kumar Karnani-
"The child whispered, 'God speak to me'
And a meadow lark sang.
And a meadow lark sang.
The child did not hear.
So the child yelled, 'God speak to me!'
And the thunder rolled across the sky
But the child did not listen.
The child looked around and said,
'God let me see you' and a star shone brightly
But the child did not notice.
And the child shouted,
And the child shouted,
'God show me a miracle!'
And a life was born but the child did not know.
So the child cried out in despair,
'Touch me God, and let me know you are here!'
Whereupon God reached down
Whereupon God reached down
And touched the child.
But the child brushed the butterfly away
And walked away unknowingly."
What You Are To Me
-Bernice Ellrick-
I am a rose, you are my thorns,
clutching to me, protecting me.
clutching to me, protecting me.
I am the sun, you are my rays,
helping me to shine and to be all that I can.
I am a lake, you are my water,
helping me to shine and to be all that I can.
I am a lake, you are my water,
filling me with ideas, dreams, and hopes for the future.
I am a tree, you are my leaves,
sharing who and what I am
and becoming a part of my life.
I am a heart, you are my beat,
beating rythmically to my hapiness,
my fear, my sadness, my excitement.
I am me and you are with me,
to share all that I am,
to share life, love, and happiness.
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