The Eagles Flying

FEBRUARY 24, 2024:  I wrote this song in January, but just put it to music this week.

 

I've been weepy now for 2 whole days.  It's so unlike me.  What's wrong?  Can't figure it out, so grabbed paper and pen.  Might be time for another song. 

Still no home to call my own, but landed by the beach in a beautiful home with hummingbirds!  Yet my own feels out of reach.  

Last week we had a beautiful dream of a Celestial Abode for us all.  It was perfect for us with a lot of work, but someone else got the call. 

There's genocide on the Gaza Strip, with thousands dying and counting.  With little food and dirty water, the death toll keeps on mounting. 

It's sad to see the world's woes even though so far away.  I've always prayed for World Peace and I'm grateful for today.  

I'd been weepy now for 3 whole days.  I need to know what is wrong.  My daughter's health is worrying me.  And here's another song. 

Today is a Gift.  I know that well.  And I don't want to waste it crying.  So I'll go outside, enjoy the beach, and watch the eagles flying.