Like a Kite

Longingly I gaze at the sky As I peek out my window I feel safe behind my door But as time passes on Life is passing me by Yet something’s pulling deep inside If I were a kite That remained indoors What would be the use If I never took to flight? I’m sure there’s something missing Maybe I lost the key But I know there is a door That I must go through Not later, but now, even in winter or spring I’ll fly high and let go of the string I’ll soar on the breeze that carries my name I’ll rise high...

The Sun Rises

The sun rises across the skyAs people are walking byShining on the rich and poorFrom desert to sea shoreOn every man, woman, and childFrom the city to the wildIt rises and then sets againEach day without endTelling a tale for all to seeThat we aren’t living equallyPerhaps equally we never willAnd also without justice ‘tillWe speak up for the weak and smallIn the daytime and at nightfallTo remain consistent and fairAs our lives are there to share by Christina Mor...