With each breath we inhale the world
And breathe out the eternal song of life

The air around us is full of soft echoes
A host of experiences gone before the wind

All that is and was adds subtle harmonies
To the unique composition of our life in a song

To the echoes we must add the timbre of our own voice
Returning a new sound for each listening ear

Every one that is to come is a composer that is waiting
With pen poised and ready to edit the written score

No matter the feelings, the song is forever altered
By each newfound author with deliberate strokes

Adding sweet turns and subtle harmonics
Or creating discord beyond all belief

What kind of song will your time here sing
And how do you want the symphony to play

You make a difference, sing your song of life
Make the melody clear to each listening ear

Such will be your legacy

Bob Thomas
copyright 2000