Hi, my fraternal brothers,
Right now in this stage of my recovery it's..
True Grit, by Glenn Campbell, from the movie True Grit with John Wayne.
I just change the words little girl, for little boy...for little Pete, that's where we are heading/dreaming for.
My version, my dream, my goal.
One day, little boy the sadness will leave your face.
As soon as you have won the fight to get justice done.
Someday little boy you'll wonder what life's about
But others have known few battles are won alone
So you'll look around to find someone who's kind someone who is fearlss like you
The pain of it will ease a bit when you find the man with true grit.
One day you will rise and you won't believe your eyes
You'll wake up and see
A world that is fine and free.
Though summer seems far away you will find the sun one day.
The summer seems far away but you will find the sun one day.
That is our goal. That is my hope & dream.
"I will take that lost boys hand & I will lead him from the depths of darkness, into the sunshine, forever into eternity." As he is me.
Heal well, my brothers, heal well.
Edited by petercorbett (06/26/11 02:56 PM)
Working Boys' Home 10-14 yrs old, grades 5-8. 1949-1953
A very humble alumni of the WOR Dahlonega, GA.
May 15-17 2009, Alta, Sep. 2009. Sequoia, 2010.
Hope Springs, 2010.