Daffodils fill their cups with tears
As they peek through scorching sand
The gentleness of heaven broods
Over the scorching sand and tears
Oh, that the world were filled with love

Oh that the world were filled with love
Then the Daffodils would not weep
Clouds would hide them from scorching sand
The heavens would no longer brood
Cry no more - little Daffodil

Cry no more - little Daffodil
Soon, the world will be filled with love
No more will there be scorching sand
No longer will the heavens brood,Clouds of mystery will remain

 

 

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~THE SILENT WIND~

I feel the wind hurting across my face
The glass window broken, tearing down the lace.

A tornado has struck, with no warning to me
The Silent Wind has struck unmercifully.

The Silent Wind may be so deceiving too
What if I could hear it like other people do?

But I'm in a world of silence and of fear
Danger lurches, but I don't know it is near.

I'm crying for help now, as sirens must roar
The police are crashing through my front door.

The Silent Wind has yielded terror and maim
Thankfully, I am safe, and not in any pain.

How I look ahead when there will be a time
No more tornadoes, a promise of no more crime.

The Bible tells of such wonderful hope
So with the Silent Wind, I now try to cope.

 

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~WORRY~

Perhaps you have heard it said?

Worry never climbed a hill

Worry never paid a bill

 

Yes, it is true:

Worry never helps your skill

Worry goes against your will

Worry could make someone ill

Worry might cause you a chill

 

And also:

Worry did not help poor Jill

Worry never stopped the will

Worry needs an anti-pill

Worry abounds on Knob Hill

So:

Worry needs to come to nil

Worry never dreams fulfill