micro@iwu1a.UUCP (r.s. hauck) (09/30/85)
We 9/29/85 We walked the roads today In the autumn of this day The corn is close to harvest And the leaves are turning red We talked of tomorrow When my childhood home passes from my family It leaves us to become home to another And the leaves fall from the trees We walked in our neighborhood Our house we are making into a home Seeing the children playing and adults working And the leaves have reached the ground We talked of the dreams of tomorrow For the future we will build together When time is ours to share And the trees begin to bud. Bought by God 9/30/85 I have been bought by God He paid the price for my soul I am free now, he accepts me Yet I am not worthy of this gift A sinner, I am, and will always be And still God has paid for me I will try to return this But I am only flesh, and flesh is weak He gives me the strength to continue To win and the live for him My God you have given much For someone as unworthy as me He sent his son, who died for me And renewed the covenant with his people I am one of his people, forever Childhood Home 9/30/85 Remember when you were young And played on the front steps Riding a two wheel bike for the first time Selling lemonade on the front lawn Kick-the-can and hide-an-seek Drawing with chalk on the sidewalk There were elves in the big old elms Playing in the water sprinklers on hot summer days And climbed the plum tree in the backyard Sandbox and swing sets to grow upon And you played in the autumn leaves You grew up, but still remember childhood Wordspinner, Mary Hauck