This is a found poem, using lines from a variety of Pete Seeger songs, in tribute to a troubador whose tunes were fuel to action:
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I hear the music ringing
There is a season
Where have all the flowers gone
They all look just the same
How can I keep from singing?
A time for peace
And kind understanding
A time for every purpose under Heaven
God bless the grass that grows through the crack
‘Cause that’s what life’s all about
Treat them with patience
How can I keep from singing?
my world is there
A time for love
Long time passing
When I say always I mean forever
I promise you I’ll never say good-bye
learn to laugh
My life flows on in endless song
How can I keep from singing?