Dedication
February 20, 2009
If the world were mine
I would dedicate green pastures
To the beasts of burden
Grown old in service
Carrying everyone else’s load
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And if the sky were mine to give I would dedicate the horizon To the mallards winging Desperately toward it Through whistling clouds of birdshoti
And if I had possession over Judgment Day I would find a way to requite The grace you’ve shown In all these bitter trials Which you did not deserve
That’s quite lovely Matt, particularly the last stanza. Is it yours?
Yeah, I wrote it for some people who are having tough times. I’m glad you liked it.