In the name of the Bee— And of the Butterfly— And of the Breeze—Amen! –Emily Dickinson
Big ugly buildings don’t do much for me Walking in the woods is my favorite show The bee and the butterfly and the breeze
Dogs and leopards and bobolinks agree Give me a mountaintop slathered in snow Big ugly buildings don’t do much for me
No more bosses and timeclocks to appease No one monitors when I come and go The bee and the butterfly and the breeze
Hugging a rainbow – talking to a tree Sipping on the sunshine – living real slow Big ugly buildings don’t do much for me
Overcome by joy – overwhelmed with ease Sing with the flowers – listen to them grow ` The bee and the butterfly and the breeze
Daydream and become everything you see Take a deep breath – your body feels the flow Big ugly buildings don’t do much for me I’ll take the bee and the butterfly and the breeze
I wake up in the night
No joy in being right
Shut your eyes
And close your ears
As it tumbles down like tears
The news that burns your soul
The things we can’t control
Uphill all the way
Every minute of the day
Big dreams and little toils
A sunny day, a patch of soil
Way leads on to way
When there’s nothing
More to say
by Richard W. Bray
To fight aloud
Is what you do
To hide from
What's inside of you
Refute the things
That people say
And box in bars
On Saturday
To fight aloud
Is what you do
To hide from
What's inside of you
Upset, attack
Disturb, annoy
Nag and nag
And nag your boy
To fight aloud
Is what you do
To hide from
What's inside of you
Bicker, fuss
And fight and feud
And then you say
"You're being rude"
To fight aloud
Is what you do
To hide from
What's inside of you
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.
—Emily Dickinson
I heard a funny story
I saw a good film
So many things I wanna tell you
Things to make you smile
So many things I wanna tell you
Every single day
So many things I wanna tell you
But you went away
I had a bad day
I wanted to cry
So many things I wanna tell you
To help me get by
So many things I wanna tell you
Every single day
So many things I wanna tell you
But you went away
I pulled myself together
Dug out of my ditch
So many things I wanna tell you
Life is such a bitch
So many things I wanna tell youEvery single day
So many things I wanna tell you
But you went away
Everything that happened
Was better with you
So many things I wanna tell you
But there’s nothing I can do
So many things I wanna tell you
Every single day
So many things I wanna tell you
But you went awayby Richard W. Bray
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