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ARTS AND LITERATURE KEEP FAITH
I walked towards the garden gate,
To wait for you, but you were late.
I waited and waited for you to come,
I waited and waited but saw no one.
And then I saw you to my side,
" I knew you'd come", I said, but lied.
I looked at him, he looked at me,
And then I said most frightfully,
" I lied to you, I lost my faith,
I thought you had left me, from this place." " I know my child, but do not fear,
for I am with you I am here.
Stay with me and be my friend,
stay with me right till the end,
And in your daily life you'll see
that you've been blest most graciously."
Susanne Chalmers
ASK ME WHY THE SEAGULLS CRY
They watch us walk together hand in hand.
The gold dust beneath our feet no longer sand.
The gentle ocean breeze whisper your name to me, and mine to you.
Above the seagulls circle a-most fantastic view!
We climbed the jagged black wet rocks, our kingdom you proclaim,
And now you crown us king and queen the ocean our domain.
ARTS AND LITERATURE
They watch me walk alone now, my head held low.
The sand merely sand. Where did the gold dust go?
The gentle ocean breeze forgets our names now, and sings, instead, a sad sad song.
I climbed the jagged black wet rocks our lovely kingdom gone.
Now ask me why the seagulls cry, It's because you have gone.
Vickie Fiegehen