THROUGH THE ARBOR
Ahh! A group of trees
Inculding woodland, woodlot thicket stand
so amazing
through the arbor
through the arbor
through the arbor
through the arbor
we will be walking together endlessly, we will be walking together endlessly, we will be walking together endlessly, we will be walking together endlessly,
we will be walking together endlessly
I see visions of grandeur, grandeur
I see visions of many trees grandeur
through the arbor
through the arbor
through the arbor
through the arbor
I see visions of grandeur, grandeur
I see visions of many trees grandeur
Many different trees varity of leaves
You and I running through those falling leaves
Many different types of beautiful trees
So many visons, beautiful trees in the arbor
We'll be dancing merrily
through the arbor
through the arbor
You and I shall plumage through the trees
Laughing holding hands in love
In love with each other we are
Frolicking merrily we will be happy among the trees
through the arbor
03/4/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
Arranged music by Kevin Kern
POETRY
Technique,a skill with effort earned
Flair,God-given,never learned;
Form,the horse that draws our cart
By voice, this happening ..we impart.
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I am ... I am the land of Ashoka the Great, of Kwaja E Hind,
Sachin's Sixer, of Sania’s Stoke, of Aryabhata & Abdul Kalam,
Tan sen and AR Rahmans,Lata Mangheshakar & Mohammed Rafi,
of Chanakya & Ghalib, of Amitab Bachan & Shah Rukh Khan,
the Varity in Colors of Holi and the fast of Ramadan, of Bhagat Singh of Ali Brothers
I am the Holi waters that flow into Ganga, the waters that washes at Haji Ali;
I am Tirupati. I am Taj of Hind; land of Mahatma Ghandi & of Tipu Sultan Shadeed
I am the Gem of Green valleys of Kashmir, I am the Coolness at the backwater of Kerala,
I am India I am Indian ... diversity flows in my blood, unity in soul
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Written on India's Independence Day...
Happy Independence Day:)
Hindustan Zindabaad –
Jai Hind
roses are red
violets are blue
today's mothers day
for dad had no clue
told him once
told him twice
now I'm done
being really nice
you took her hand
and made a family band
so today Mom should feel really grand
chop your wood
like only one could
but don't forget she understood
a loch of hair
a bunch of pears
anything nice she does not care
she wanted to start a garden
with varity of colors that blend
To place them in your office den
Are you hearing me now daddy
For this I only Plea
Please don't forget about mama
For she loves you and me
RIP Mama And Daddy
Happy Mother's Day All
Love Kathy And Jenny