Arnold Martin Olsen Greene, New York

Somewhere There's got to be a land somewhere Where only happiness prevails Someplace far from planet Earth Perhaps in outer space Where other stars shine bright And there's no such thing as night. There's got to be some secret spot Unknown to science With no pollution, wars, or pain I fancy someday I'll be there far away from worldly cares And if such a place exists Let me soon be on my way And from this troubled world of mine Just float away!

The Nature Of Things Whether things are rosy or things are sad All we can do is live one day at a time It's often been said that the grass is greener on the other side But what of the fellow over there. Does he feel any better? I often sympathize with friends Who have lost a loved one or who are sick. Sharing each other's feelings is only showing respect. We're not called human beings for nothing. We're set apart from beast We know that love is part of us From cradle to the grave. So live your life as best you can Share feelings with your fellow man And strive to enjoy "One day at a time".

The Wanderer Lonesome wanderer Walking the path of life Looking toward where The green grass grows Searching for Paradise I dream of a world Where no wars occur A world unpolluted And where there is no hate A world that is peaceful With respect for all creeds A place to raise children And care for their needs A planet where love Can fill every wish Dispelling all Envy and greed. I'm just a Lonesome wanderer Walking the path of life Asking God's blessings For each human life.

All poems Copyright © 1996 Arnold Martin Olsen. All rights reserved.