Song playing........'Aja'

Tequilla Rose

When it seems that times are all too tough,
And life has lost it's shine.
Remember you need only pause for a moment,
Take some time....today to unwind.
And there in the evening is the setting sun,
Outlining clouds to dance in it's hue,
As a morning dove coos on a branch to his mate,
All for the pleasure of you.

So many in hurried pace with life set on hold,
Forget these small things every day.
Never wake to the rustle of new fallen leaves,
Never gaze at the butterflies play.

More important it seems are the wishes of others,
Just to please all around except....I
And too many stay on this course of regret,
Never taking their time 'til they die.

I wish I could have.....
I wish I had time.....
I wish I hadn't said 'No'.
Some day I'll take time to listen for doves,
Some evening I'll watch sunset's glow.

And tomorrow morning I'll watch butterflies play,
As they flit through the new fallen leaves.
I'll take time for me there, and lie on the hill,
Just enjoying a new morning's breeze.

But all too often, life strikes a blow,
To a soldier, young lady, or friend.
And all that was planned to do at your leisure,
Comes abruptly.....to a silencing end.

So do this for me and the boys that I knew,
More importantly do it for Rose.
And let all the tension that at one time was there,
Come swiftly and finally to close.

For Victoria.....08-15-2001 / 11bravovet

Quiet notes

Dave/11Bravovet

Take the time for me today, grant me this one dream
Remember a soldier of any war,
silenced by a scream
Then think of what you have and hold
The precious gift of life
Taken for granted for all these years
Miles removed from a grieving wife.

Take a minute and listen closely, on all the lakes or streams
Or hill or mountain, or meadow, or forest
The quiet there it seems
Is broken by the melody, of a thousand in their youth
Speaking to you loudly
Speaking the simple truth

Is that the loon you hear that calls
Is that the wind that cries
Is that the raindrop on your cheek
Is that the tree that sighs
Is that the heartbeat that you feel
The coolness of the air?
Or is it something completely different
If only the time to care.

Maybe instead what you really hear
Their voices outlined by the moon
The young men trying to speak to you
Through the river the lake and the loon

It is my dream that you listen to them
Hear what they have to say
And you will know that you are blessed
With the gift of life today.

Right
Click for loon call.

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