FLYING INTO A METEOR SHOWER
Flying into a meteor shower a little boy learns to handle fire.
Grows quickly at the site of battle.
Learns how to handle fire
Bells sound like whistling birds humming in their trees.
At once there lived their simple home,
a boy turned man in battle.
Momma waits by the radio
Daddy widdles a stick
Nights passed slowly then.
and dreams were prayed while awake.
Can someone count the meteors?
Will someone name their dust?
dreams were prayed while awake
Flying into a meteor shower
thousand eyes lay awake.
As day light grumbles in the dust,
A gentle boy falls asleep
Will someone count the meteors?