Spring Break In Wisconsin
If This Is Not A Place. . .
If this is not a place where tears are understood, Then where shall I go to cry? And if this is not a place where my spirit can take wings, Then where shall I go to fly? I don't need another place for trying to impress you With just how good and virtuous I am. I don't need another place for always being on top of things; Everybody knows that it's a sham. I don't need another place for always wearing smiles, Even when it's not the way I feel. I don't need another place to mouth the same old platitudes; Everybody knows that it's not real. So if this is not a place where my questions can be asked, Then where shall I go to seek? And if this is not a place where my heart cry can be heard, Where, tell me where, shall I go to speak? So if this is not a place where tears are understood, Where shall I go, where shall I go to fly? -- Ken Medema
LOVE IT!!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Keith. Glad you stopped by. Actually, the picture was e-mailed to me by my Iowa pastor friend, Leslie White.
ReplyDeleteWell - - - its too funny anyway, whether its the northwoods of WI or some pond in Iowa!!!
ReplyDeleteIt is Wisconsin -- and that's why my Iowa friend sent it to me
ReplyDeleteNow this is the kind of quality stuff that keeps us blogging! Perfect.
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Wow! Fantastic photo!!!
ReplyDeleteI printed out this picture and posted it in my classroom with the caption, "How did you spend YOUR spring break?"
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