Humans

So proud of it

That kingdom come

Built in bricks

Yields to the sun

Of hope and glory

Folks around

They beck and call

In mighty sounds

Loved in golden honey syrup

The pull too great

To plunge in stirrup

Thankful for these people be

For they have always

Believed in me

I hold them to

The highest light

And burn do I

At their small plights

Their beauty holds

in this fair place

For never have

I seen such grace

And though our times together

wane much

I look ahead

For whence we touch

Oh blessed world

so grateful am I

For friends like these

who touch the sky