by . S n o w } » Sat Apr 06, 2013 8:02 pm
The candy man is a song;
Who can take a sunrise
(Who can take a sunrise)
Sprinkle it with dew
(Sprinkle it with dew)
Cover it in chocolate
And a miracle or two
The candy man
(The candy man)
The candy man can
(The candy man can)
The candy man can cause he
Mixes it with love and
Makes the world taste good
Who can take a rainbow
(Who can take a rainbow)
And wrap it in a sigh
(Wrap it in a sigh)
Soak it in the sun and
Make a tasty lemon pie
The candy man
(The candy man)
Oh the candy man can
(The candy man can)
The candy man can
‘Cause he
Mixes it with
Love and
Makes the world
Taste good
The candy man makes
Everything he bakes
Satisfying and delicious
Talk about your
Childhood wishes
You could even eat
The dishes
Who can take tomorrow
(Who can take tomorrow)
And dip it in a dream
(Dip it in a dream)
Separate the sorrow
And collect up all the cream
The candy man
(The candy man)
Oh the candy man can
(The candy man can)
The candy man can cause he
Mixes it with love and
Makes the world
Taste good
The candy man can cause he
Mixes it with love and
Makes the world
Taste good
I sung it in school
What do you think?
snow child wrote:The snow leopard mother and cub
Were resting for a while...
In their exclusive private club,
Yet neither raised a smile...
God turned the heat so low again,
That Winter sadness grew...
The Spring would come, yet, when, when!?
But neither of them knew...
What leopard counts the passing days,
The suns and moons above?
What leopard's privy to God's ways
Or prays to Him with love?
The humans pray, for they've found faith...
They count the days and weeks...
They've learnt endurance to be brave
To wait until God speaks.
by Denis Martindale wrote:For only then, will spring arrive,
To melt the snows and ice,
So that the leopards who survive
Will think it Paradise!
At last, they'll see their sorrows melt,
As if they were a dream...
At last, they'll make their presence felt
And form a hunting team...
Their Winter bonds will grant them strength,
Uniting them as one...
The cub will grow another length
To blossom in the sun...
Each creature has its own domain...
Each leopard has its spot...
It needs no lecture to explain,
This life is all it's got...
made by spring
I would die if the snow melts, I would perish of my books were burnt.
And yet both elements, Snow and fire, distory each other in turn, I shall live with out either