I must learn the words to that song to see if it is appropriate for my returns from Congo. Or I will write my own version.
Thanks to God for a safe and healthy trip.
It's time for my long hot bubble bath!
Tomorrow, I will clean out my FULL voice mail. If any of them were real opportunities, I may have signup for a system to convert voice mail into email. Also, I will start going the box of mostly JUNK paper mail.
from my HTC PocketPC!
First verse
I have always been a wand'rer
Over land and sea
Yet a moonbeam on the water
Casts a spell o'er me
A vision fair I see
Again I seem to be
Chorus
Back home again in Indiana,
And it seems that I can see
The gleaming candlelight, still shining bright,
Through the sycamores for me.
The new-mown hay sends all its fragrance
From the fields I used to roam.
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash,
Then I long for my Indiana home.
Second verse
Fancy paints on mem'ry's canvas
Scenes that we hold dear
We recall them in days after
Clearly they appear
And often times I see
A scene that's dear to me
(repeat chorus)
- From wikipedia. Thanks for the flashback to elementary school! :)
Oh, and welcome home.
Posted by: Rena Ali | 06/22/2009 at 07:25 PM