Thank You God

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"I dream of Liberty"

To Thank Man in the future  

I thank you God for letting me be free

I can choose what and who I want to see.

 

I can choose to laugh, to cry,

to eat, to drink, to talk,

To love, and to take my

Loved One for a walk.

 

And as I’m free to feel

And free to do

I breath, I think, and

I work hard to—

 

To enjoy life and to share

To learn and to grow

and believe and to show

others how much I can care.

 

And as I see ones less fortunate than I

Who hurt more, who maybe can’t cry

Who maybe can’t walk or maybe can’t do

most of what makes life free

And I can’t help wonder who

will be next—maybe even me.

 

And who will be there—

Who will care—

And who will feel

my hurt that’s so real—

So real that my pain

takes my freedom, my world

And as I sit curled

Alone again and again,

Who will be there—to care?

 

And today as I enjoy

my freedom, my life,

I want to share, to belong

To what makes life right.

I want to help right-wrong

and help sing the right Song

To help the hurt, help the pain

To grow and be proud to gain

More freedom because I care

More freedom because I share.

 

Would be nice to take away

each tear shed by those who suffer

And to paint rainbows in their eyes

To create a new reality to make them tougher

To take away any lies

And to reward all their tries.

 

Because our tries keep us free

And as we enjoy each moment, each day,

Let us not forget those rainbow eyes

Who feel real pain, real sorrow

Who may not even be with us tomorrow.

 

Who live life freely and try to show

Every cloud’s silver lining, every storm’s rainbow.

 

Annie

9-1-96

 

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