Backyard Vacation
When normal frustrations of life seem they’ll never end
I take a walk in my back yard and take it all in
I’m lucky, a few acres, some trees, and a pond
I embrace the view but try to look beyond
To the beautiful things that I see offering a hedge
Like a tree’s reflections against a water’s edge
Bird sounds, the wind, even the occasional voice
Of a neighbor at play, always a good choice
All are just the first layer of a painting that I see in my mind
That when appreciated allow me to relax and recline
I often talk to God, knowing He always hears
My thoughts, my concerns, no matter how unclear
Even when they sound complainingly so
They need to be said so that I might grow
So when life seemingly begins to tighten or strain
Maybe a backyard vacation can help explain
That it’s all a gift, but there’s no denying
We all need a backyard of sorts to enjoy the trying
Copyright © Shawn Sackman | Year Posted 2010
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