Free Range

Often my thoughts do range far and wide. But it’s not just my thoughts that skim the tides. When my Hubby asks and I don’t reply… He says I’m free ranging again with my mind. He laughs and tells me to please wake up… But I’ve already been there, thank you, so much. Deep in thought and so far away, He’s still my muse in every way. But once I get going on that thought… Look out boys, my mind is set and lost But don’t you worry. No Sireeee. When the typing slows you’ll know I’m back, you see. Those free-range chickens have nothing on me… I way surpass them in productivity. And as my words free range far and wide You’ll find… others may be joyfully joining me for a time.