singer songwriter

Copyright © Frank Brannon 2014

Flannery  O’Connor  was a writer from Georgia
She lived near a town of Milledgeville
She captured her characters one by one 
With her eyes, ears, paper, and a quill

Her family farm was named Andalusia 
She loved the comforts of home
She wrote her stories in a little front bedroom 
Outside her peacocks were free to roam
She wrote with the hope that all the worlds folks
Would see their superficial ways
She wrote to understand the mystery of God’s plan
In search of grace everyday 

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Fly into the clear blue skies of Andalusia
Step inside God’s grace and waiting arms
Bravery’s reward for one of his foot soldiers
As your stories keep marching on

At age of 25 in the year of 51
She discovered like her father she too would die young
So she prayed to write for God’s helping hand
To share a message and hope that we would understand
And her characters sang out one by one                 
As she delivered God’s grace at the end of ropes, rivers and guns    
Flannery knew that grace came with a cost
She saw it every day with God’s son…… on the cross

Fly into the clear blue skies of Andalusia
Step inside God’s grace and waiting arms
Bravery’s reward for one of his foot soldiers
And your stories keep marching on 

Fly into the clear blue skies of Andalusia
Step inside God’s grace and waiting arms
Bravery’s reward for one of his foot soldiers
And your stories keep marching on
And your stories keep marching on

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Flannery's Waltz