Let Us Dance In The Sun, Wearing Wild Flowers In Our Hair
And Let Us Huddle Together As Darkness Takes Over
We Are At Home Amidst The Birds And The Trees,
For We Are Children Of Nature.
A warm hello doesn’t come from the lips,
It comes from the heart,
Doesn’t have to be told,
It has to be shown,
Doesn’t have to be given,
It has to be sent.
''''Good Morning''''
