The fresh fragrance of hopeful heart

Longed to see in both you and me

Damaged days of bygone ways

Once and for all been set free

The lasting light of promised end

Mending days into less passive ways

Of worthy charter Perchance we barter

To gain the fruit allegiance pays

Chased away the spirits fear

We’re just liven twice forgiven

Childish smiles counting miles

Reflecting every place we’d been

Forgot the power of strong comedy

Ticklish foes and frightening woes

Hold no power in the joking hour

We poke fun chin, head and nose

Lasting peace is seldom found

In startling sound or pounding ground

What leaves each branch in faith receives

When shackles lost so tightly bound

Tis joy upon the lips of life

Whistling fife of surrendered wife

Three fold ties to blade replies

Go and find a sharper knife