Harry's Garden
. . . where I learned . . .
it's just another day of the year you'd be the first to say but still I smile a misty tear because it was your birthday the seasons pass and bodies age time catches up to turn the page and friends are gone as an eye blinks no matter what the young heart thinks yet I still hear the words you said so maybe somehow you're not dead your spirit lives in every song reminding me where I belong "strum your guitar sing it kid... just write about your feelings not the things you never did inexperience it once had cursed me but your youth is no handicap it's what makes you thirsty hey kid..." Happy Birthday Harry Happy Birthday Harry (For Harry Chapin) Ric Candor ©1999 (if you came from the journal path) BACK HARRY CHAPIN LINKS NEXT  EMAIL
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