A memory from St. Patrick's Day.
Questions come And questions go Who has the answers? I really don’t know. A few of these questions Flash through my mind Where do I seek treasures I hope will be mine? And I looking for gems: sapphires, diamonds and pearls? Am I seeking life’s pleasures Like some silly girls? Will I choose to miss rainbows Searching for gold? While time passes by, And I become old. When at last I grow old Will I be sweet and kind Or will I grumble and cry That the world should be mine? When I watch for my ship Coming ‘cross the high seas Will I declare the whole cargo To do as I please? Lord, show me the sapphires In the blue of the sea Let me see diamonds In the eyes of a child filled with glee. May all of my pearls Be found in my heart Pure and unblemished With nary a mark. Let my real treasure of value Come from above May it be God’s blessing To l-o-v-e, that’s love.