New Life

New Life

 

 

When a tree gives up its leaves

Does he just stand still and grieve

Or does he know

When the snow melts

That the Spring will bring

New life

 

I want to know and to believe

That I’m akin to that old tree

So when I go

What I once felt

Will be back to feel

New life

 

This is what I hope and pray

As I watch the sun each day

That before the night

Takes every ray

I will feel tomorrow

On its way

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

C 2010 David Brunoehler

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