“My song to the world is motion—”
I often wonder if anything we say or do today will be remembered by someone in the future. Over 100 years ago, Charles Edwin Hewes looked down into this same river in the mountains of Colorado, marveled at the beauty of nature and penned this poem. And every morning on my walk with Neli, I pause and listen along that river, hoping to hear the song of the trout calling to me. Today I was blessed, hearing the song as clearly as I hear you Charles…
From “Song of the Trout” © 1914 Charles Edwin Hewes
“Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends…”
Writer(s): Michael Pritchard, Billie Joe Armstrong, Frank E. Iii Wright
Copyright: Green Daze Music, WB Music Corp.
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