JANNA VANDERVEEN

Like the tulip which lifts its head in silence, Revealing blossoms the color of crimson, Your beauty also shines forth, Revealing your value and worth. ~ Janna Vanderveen

Sorrow fills the silence When love’s sweet iris falls. Come gather scattered blossoms, And cradle petals strong. Let’s raise our valiant banners, And paint our tower’s tall. For Marianne, oh sweet Marianne, We’ll remember freedom song.  ~ Janna...