Where the Butterflies Fly

Down in the valley Where the butterflies fly The vibe is easygoing Nobody asks why Why are we here? Where are we going? What’s it all mean? Are the answers worth knowing? No questions No answers No wasted breath given As the butterflies fly It’s the good life They’re livin’

Good Stewards

The sun shines So, the flower will bloom The flower blooms So, the bee will visit The bee visits So, our world is sweet Our world is sweet So, we can give thanks We can give thanks By being good stewards Good stewards Of our beautiful earth

Drift Away

They went to the ocean To watch the waves To let their memories Drift away To the far corners Where earth meets air To a place where dreams Are theirs to share Like pearls plucked As priceless treasures From a sea of endless Possibility