Somewhere
Somewhere
Somewhere over the rainbow a little girl did sing
In oz she was, and joy to our hearts she would bring
A scarecrow the cowardly lion and a tin man she had
And who could forget the witches both good and bad
Her little dog too, running on the yellow brick road
For many generations filling hearts until overflowed
I knew a little girl that loved to sing that rainbow song
She would watch with laughter and tears all day long
Never tiring of the story this little girl rooted for good
Always wanting good to overcome evil as it should
This little girl would dream of a place over the rainbow
I knew this girl for she was mine, and all my love I did show
She grew from a little girl to womanhood, faster than time
Always singing the song she heard, never loosing its rhyme
As a young woman she still dreamed of a place over the rainbow
Never loosing her innocents or idealism only love she would show
True to her self she would be, following her own yellow brick road
Searching for her oz, rescuing lost souls, easing their heavy load
With the hour glass of time running too fast, my little girl found her oz
Leaving our world behind, clicking her heals together, home she was
Not the home I gave her, but the one somewhere over the rainbow
I hope there she finds a scarecrow and a tin man and lion to know
And a little dog too, and maybe a good and pretty witch in a bubble
A place where I hope there are no more evil witches to cause trouble
There was nothing in the black bag that could ever ease my sorrow or pain
But with the grace of providence a rainbow appeared after the rain
Decreeing that the promise was made good even to our broken hearts
I was still unable to receive reassurance from him in whom life starts
Asking how the rainbow could ever bring joy without my little girl
I was lead to a theater, with my granddaughter, to watch a house whirl
Robert Mitchell Sr.