The Roots of Tomorrow

[couchgrouch]

The Roots of TomorrowWe stood there on a clear March dayon top of the Empire Statethere with my boy I dropped a coininto an old view findertook turns watching Lady Libertyand in my mind I saw on the seaa girl on a ship, long ago on a tripleaving Ireland behind herbut as she pulled into port, that day in New Yorkshe had no doubtshe'd found the roots of tomorrowwhere a better day is bornwhere a stronger futuresprings from a small acornfreedom and dreams are the fruitsgrown from the roots of tomorrowat first she worked day in and day outsewing clothes in an old warehousebut she was tough and rose abovehard luck and circumstancesgot married and bought a simple homesaw her kids have kids of their ownthere was pride in her eyes when we baptizedmy boy in the church of St. Francisshe prayed and smiled, cos in ev'ry childare the seeds that sproutthe roots of tomorrowwhere a better day is bornwhere a stronger futuresprings from a small acornfreedom and dreams are the fruitsgrown from the roots of tomorrowwell, my boy and I left the Empire Stategot two mustard dogs for St. Paddy's paradeI showed it all to him so he'd understandthat in the soil of this great landare the roots of tomorrowthe roots of tomorrow(c)2005 Robert George