*I'm reminded constantly, from sweet letters written by school children, or staring into the eyes of our birds, or hearing others complain about their careers...that I am very lucky to have something in my life that not only I am good at, but that I love to do...*
Have you been half asleep...
and have you heard voices?
I've heard them calling my name.
Is this the sweet sound
That calls the young sailors?
The voice might be one and the same.
I've heard it too many times to ignore it.
It's something that I'm supposed to be.
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection,
The lovers, the dreamers and me.