okay - I know this isn't much of a "get well" song - but between one thing or another lately - not the least of which was news of Aine's renewed/ongoing health problems this is what came out:

CORINTHIANS 13,2002

If I could be a child again, If my viewing glass were clear;
Would charity enlarge my world, Ease the pain of those held dear?
Face to face is a child's grace, Out of sight is out of mind
Why does knowledge have to hurt, before true peace we find?

I daily speak with many tongues, by wire the world is wound;
and music through the aether, as a gong or cymbal sounds.

With Prophecies the angels speak, of friends both near and far,
And the tears flow down in sympathy, as I wish upon a star

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My world is so much larger, then it was when I was small,
And yet 'tis so much smaller, now that I have grown so tall
Was ignorance so truly bliss, when you tell me of your pain,
There's nothing that I wouldn't give, to free you of that strain.

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Miracles may happen, you hear tell every day,
Can't a few please happen, for friends along the way?
Let the voices I have come to hear, in the chorus that is life
Be raised in laughter and in joy, not discord or in strife.

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