Warm, Wonderful and Wishful
Summer daze, those oh so wonderful long hot days
when dreaming in the hammock was such fun
and you’d holler “How about a beer here, Hon
and she’s just look at you from her rest never fazed
Mowing away and the lovely smell of new cut grass
carried on the breeze of coming evening sweet
and sparrows flit among the bushes oh so fleet
and you drink in the moments like a wine with sass
Green growing things about you a canvas of life
and you love this palette of nature oh so very grand
for it shows the subtle nature of the Master’s hand
and you forget all your woes and over-rated strife
Beautiful as ever, thank you.