Small people with big wide eyes
Little hands point to my head
Grown-ups too smile, laugh and point      
My squid hat does that

Teacher I see you
As I saw you long ago
Teacher I see you
To me the same now as then
Teacher I see you
The spark in your eyes still shines
Teacher I see you
Knowing look and welcome smile
Teacher I see you
Kind words echo from the past
Teacher you are here
I am eleven again
You're by my side and I smile

A soldier's life's fleeting at best
fore in battle there's only one rest
The rest is unwanted
For field will be haunted
as under a stone cross they're blessed

Spring reaches full stride
blades grow greener and taller
nag of summer work

For months crushed by snow
Limbs broken, lie in a pile
Yet buds signal life

sound like I've no walls
that separate me from marsh
frog date night full swing

Warmer days and imperceptible green buds creep from dry grey sticks