To know

Over there there runs a little boy
He sings his song of joy
He sings his song so loud and clear
For the others
He knows they hear.

Isn't it so grand
Isn't it so grand
To know

The river that runs by
So swift and fast
You know the baited hook won't last.

Isn't it so grand
Isn't it so grand
To Know.

The Lord he planted seeds in the ground
Some went here
Some went there
As the world went around.
Some grew strong
Some grew weak
Others you know
They are still asleep.

Isn't it so grand
Isn't it so grand
To know.
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Posted: Jan 2014
About this poem:
Just knowing there is potential, is so grand.

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