50 years to the day since the Beatles last worked together.
It Happens Every Spring
I happens every spring, the world is young again Where children on an up-sa-daisy swing, A carousel with horses freshly painted, The oompapa that says let’s get acquainted. What is that cheer I heard, a fellow stealing third, Your neighbor’s boy became a home-run king. Your dad rolls up his sleeves to clean the attic. Your sixteen year old sister goes dramatic. It happens, yes...
My time will come.