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  • September21st

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    Boy Scouts - Gettysburg

    The end of summer you’ve come so fast
    You’re just never long enough; you just never last

    Tomorrow will bring a new season to us
    And some will be happy and some will fuss

    But I’m a believer that change is for the best
    That we need the fall, and we need some rest

    From the heat of your sun, and the shade we have sought
    For a new set of troubles, in the rain you have fought

    We’ll see God’s creation as it changes and goes
    From the green of the summer, to the fall color shows

    With it’s new cloudy days and the cool in the air
    We’ll forget you summer, without even a care

    And when we think that we’re happy you’re gone
    Please return quickly, so we can play on the lawn

    - “The End of Summer” by Shay Thomason

  • January8th

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    Can I Come?
    Oh Seattle, you seem so fitting
    Oh Seattle, “The Emerald City”
    The place where I should be today
    Over water and under rain

    Oh Seattle, home to some
    Oh Seattle, can I come?
    To hear your people as they sing
    To see something I’ve never seen

    I miss the sky, I miss the days
    I simply miss the way it rains
    Those clouds, they just don’t bother me
    And how I just want some real coffee

    California is nice, I know
    It has always been my true home
    But Oh Seattle, here I sit
    Waiting to return, just to take a sip