Sometimes I fight the sunshine of hope
Forgetting that having planted seeds of love
Watered with trickles of affection
(And occasionally weeded of poisons)
I need but wait for light and time
To bear fruit that feeds the world.

Sometimes I fight the sunshine of hope
Forgetting that having planted seeds of love
Watered with trickles of affection
(And occasionally weeded of poisons)
I need but wait for light and time
To bear fruit that feeds the world.