One Goal
One goal, one laughter from the lore One flow, one swansong from the shore One smile, one cuddle from the sun One dance, one salute to the dawn One day, the green will be watered and poise for a kiss that day, the children will dream and dream for a bliss One touch, one caress from the hue One wing, one soaring to the blue One giggle, one chuckling of the rain One future, one budding of the brain One day, the young will find their voice when we give ours the morrow will look its best when they get the hours One goal, one laughter from the lore One flow, one swansong from the shore