Grateful Dead

Drops fall softly
While the notes flow through our ears
We keep on dancing
Our fingers draw the music
Patterns in the air
Our feet mimic the rhythm
Drums on the grass
My neighbor smiles at me
As a rainbow appears over the stage
The melody changes
Sunshine daydream
We are still dancing
Twirling our own rainbow
Along the moon-path

Is one I wrote many years ago, after a show at Alpine Valley, so should be appropriate here. Is one of the few that was not written in a depressed frenzy.
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Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone, you will still exist, but you have ceased to live.
Samuel Clemens

here i sit afraid i`ll rot
I beg of you to tell me not
I don`t want to rot
my brain to stop
my heart to drop
so i beg of you to tell me not
you will not rot
brain won`t stop
your heart won`t drop
so here I am to tell you not

1-30-08 bad day wife had been in hospital for abt. a week when these words come to me.

If your love is true
you can make it through

1-30-08
Thank you very much Marye ..