Let us have together what we know,
and the generations that we’ve grown
in wearied, happy, hoping hands, to
hold and love.

And if I may, to take the reigns and go,
I say it strong, that I am not alone, and
deep within my very bones I’m
bold and loving.

I am anxious, eager, hesitant and
believing. I am learning, teaching.
A day is leaving as a day is breathing,
gold and dawning.


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