for Mandela...my favorite song...for many reasons.

This song haunts my dreams...and it reminds me that we all need to THINK...about what courage means. I do...and I am constantly humbled by that thought. Would I stand? Well...I did once. My mother did once...and we found we stood alone...for a little time...then...others joined. That was a very long time ago.

It doesn't matter now...It wasn't roaring it was weeping....My God...this is a tune.

Happy Birthday Nelson.

Love,
The Lass