Summer warm and lazy

Lemon sun and hazy

Remember?

Popsicle red on my chin

Bikes and plastic army men

And no sign of September

Something in my seven years was telling me

To thank the Author of such a biography



Nonny Nonny O'delee

River washes over me

Up for air and carry me away

Nonny Nonny O'deligh

Run the earth and watch the sky

Playing hard and waiting for the Day



My adolescent 70's

Reads just like the Pevensies

Adventures

‘Cause every perfect now and then

I caught a glimpse of Aslan's mane

And I longed for His treasure

Something in His mystery was drawing me

To love the Author of my own biography



Nonny Nonny O'delee

River washes over me

Up for air and carry me away

Nonny Nonny O'deligh

Run the earth and watch the sky

Playing hard and waiting for the Day



All grown up and living fine

Biographies all intertwined

With billions

And soon He turns the final page

We'll look the Author in the face

Then the book really begins

‘Cause something tells me all these years of memories

Are only the first sentence of eternity