Trapped within, held without,
Love for one another,
Don't you know? Can't you see,
He will be your brother?

Black, yellow, brown or white,
Mixed among all others,
Loving you, loving me,
They are all our brothers.

Sons and daughters, everyone,
Offspring, of all mothers,
You can be, what you will be,
They are all our brothers.
When we have love and trust
And respect, for each other,
I will say to you my friend,
Yes, I am your brother.

No clouds in sight,
the Moon shining bright,
makes a beautiful sight,
on this crystal clear night.

Wasn't It Grand?

Sturdy Perennials resisting the Frost