Labour Day Weekend and Peace
Sunday Morning's Quiet (plus harmonica)
A hush so fine
Just geese who stir
The folks in tents
Are still a blur
The night was cool
Not overmuch
They need our help
They need our touch.
Just happened quick
No life-style here
But friends are made
Strange times found dear.
And we can smile
And give a word
Perhaps some food
Or music heard.
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