A Lady and Her Parasol

It’s nine forty one a.m. I’m on the computer The sunlight covers the city this morning While playing solitaire I paused and looked out the window And there she was taking her morning walk She did not see me but I smiled knowing how secure And tranquil she appeared It’s already seventy nine degrees here in the valley So she has a parasol to keep her cool and she’s Strolling with a slow gate so she’s even cooler Then she knows