This summer our friends Mary and Estelle came to visit Peg and Estelle brought her guitar, nestled carefully in her little pickup truck. That afternoon we were priveleged to hear angels sing in our living room. This song touched us very deeply. We will never forget looking into our friends' faces as they shared their voices. What a wonderful gift.
Here's a photo our friend Chris took amongst the Gingko trees two days ago and Peg's video "hello" from the blog in June... and sandwiched in between are the wonderful words sung by our dear friends that so gladdened our hearts.
Yesterday a child came out to wonder
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a star
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a star
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
