When your heart beats wild and free
When your hands are sweat and dirt
When your muscles grow tired and sore
When your eyes droop hot and heavy
Despair not
You are alive.
When your heart beats wild and free
When your hands are sweat and dirt
When your muscles grow tired and sore
When your eyes droop hot and heavy
Despair not
You are alive.
Why choose cruelty
When sharing kind words, a smile
Is much easier?
I want to be like the trees
Blown about, they stand
Roots deep
Branches reach wide
Wind whistling through
In all seasons they stand tall
Each year they grow
Change
Evolve
I want to be like the trees
The sun is shining bright
With warm and heav’nly light
All I can do is lift my arms and breathe
The damp air smells of green
The sky is clearest blue
And at long last the winter’s chill recedes
Let none who list’n to music grand—
And none who love to read—
And none who gaze on paintings fine—
And none who clap for dance—
Let not one of them look upon
The works of humankind
And tell you that a man cannot
Move mountains with his hands.
My fingers reach now
For strings to pluck, keys to play
Itching to create
Wind howls and bites
The ground is icy cold
There is little green
And all slumbers
But life flickers
The sun smiles
Buds peek
Ice melts
The world is set to come alive once more
Spires of clearest glass
As they would seem upside down
Dripping clean water
At last I see green
And smell coming spring’s fresh scent
And my heart lightens
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like
Sometimes I wonder who I could become
Sometimes I wonder if it could be done
Sometimes I wonder what I could achieve
If I were a Tyrannosaurus rex
Inspired by children everywhere.