(to John Lennon)
In the austere silence of my early days of life,
There came a wind of change into the world.
A young man, an angry man, with oh so much to say.
Time would tell and he would have his way.
The songs came and very soon every one had heard,
The message and absurdity he penned in every word.
And it was the breeze of peace, that was this mans intent.
The life that was within him would oh so soon be spent.
Singing songs of tomorrow for peace through all of time.
The lives he touched were everyone’s not just yours and mine.
An anchor for the youth of nineteen sixty-three.
The words he wrote were beautiful, so beautiful to me.
Oh, John I am so sad you died before your time.
We’ll never know the heights to which you would’ve climbed.
And Yoko said, “There is a wind, a wind that never dies.”
So now I feel your spirit around me in the skies.
You didn’t want to be a soldier,
so sad that you should die.
I heard the news that day,
The tears fell from my eyes.