Spring in Bavaria

Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry

One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky

But till that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With daddy and mamma standing by

Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry

(my garden)

posted by: Moosecow at 11:25 | link | comments (5) |

In memory of Canada

Written with a pen, sealed with a kiss
If you are my friend, answer me this:
Are we friends, or are we not?
You told me once, but I forgot.
So tell me now, and tell me true.
So I can say "I'm here for you."
Of all the friends I've ever met,
you're the one I won't forget.
And if I die before you do
I'll go to heaven and wait for you
I'll give the angels back their wings
and risk the loss of everything
There isn't a thing I wouldn't do
To have a friend just like you!

posted by: Moosecow at 08:26 | link | comments (7) |

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