THAT SONG (We All Have One)
More and more it happens. . .
you're in a store and a song from your youth
begins playing. First you hum along and then
all the words come back and you sing it--trying
to keep it to yourself.
Now if we were happy little birds, we wouldn't
dream, would we. We'd peck at flowers and move
on to another happy taste.
Are you still at that Dreamin point in your life?
Good!
Now dream and work toward that dream.
And sing along if you'd like.
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