Seagulls on the Mountainside

Insert original poem here. Ahem...

SEAGULLS ON THE MOUNTAINSIDE
Some things travel well to a scene--
Hence the tomato, Italian cuisine.
Other things transfer well not at all
Philippine snake proved Guam's downfall.

I, when I travel, plan "When in Rome,"
But often find pref'rences carried from home.
To adapt to a habitat, unknown clime
Seems gobs more complex than English rhyme.

The customs I treasure in my native land
Jar, out of place, in the desert sand.
It's just no use--two worlds collide,
Like seagulls on the mountainside.

Lyrics to that Leeann Womack song

...because I really like it, and I wish these things for you:

"I Hope You Dance" from Leeann Womack's CD of the same title, by Mark D. Sanders and Tia Sillers:

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty-handed
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance
I hope you dance

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Livin' might mean takin' chances but they're worth takin'
Lovin' might be a mistake but it's worth makin'
Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter
When you come close to sellin' out reconsider
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance... I hope you dance
I hope you dance... I hope you dance

(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along. Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder where those years have gone.)

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

Dance... I hope you dance
I hope you dance... I hope you dance
I hope you dance... I hope you dance

(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along. Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder where those years have gone.)

Copyright 2000 MCA Music Publishing