Hi Anna-Maria,
what about this:
A GOLDEN
THREAD IN PATCHWORK LIFES
They’re
running business, doing jobs
their
salarys not less – not much
grow
vegetables, flowers, kids
try day by
day – no awful tricks
They love
their lifes at normal days
And hate it
all when things not right
Save families
with all their strength
No rest –
until the daylight ends
But
sometimes they are helpless, weak
Need hands
to stay upon their feet
To go ahead
the other day
No other
choice that’s probably
Hear songs
they never will forget
And words
that brings them care and health
Their golden
thread in patchwork lifes
Their golden
thread in patchwork lifes
They listen
stunning, standing still
It touches
their hearts – no longer ill
It keeps
their senses in peaceful minds
And help
them leave worries behind
They give
them strength for partners, kids
For everyone
a little piece
Sends many
shivers down their spines
To dance on
it in perfect lines
To hear the
tunes, that makes them calm
True lyrics,
written in their palms
Their golden
thread in patchwork lifes
Their golden
thread in patchwork lifes
You see the
crowds in concert halls
They sing
your songs, they know them all
You play
your hymns – the boys aside
As every
gig – perfect and right
Standing
ovations in the end
You smile
to them, they understand
They’re
going home – returning back
Your way
home is another track
You have
some wine and play some tunes
The fender
strat is good for blues
And nod you
head right in the end
They know
the message that you sent
END
All right,
I confirm, that being creative is a job that costs a lot of sweat & blood
and I promise to return back to the contracts, offers, orders and invoices,
which is my usual job (losing her looks over company books) 
My best
wishes to Mark for August 12. May all his wishes come true and a long and
healthy life for him and his family. Deeply from my heart....
Regards