That Naked Feeling
I am walking around outside,
With nothing on,
No radio, no television, they subside
Even the puter is gone.
Such a wonderful feeling,
To feel so free,
The cool breeze blowing,
Whistling through ……… the tree.
You should come join me,
And see what it’s like,
Then just maybe,
I’ll let you ride my bike.
But until then,
I’ll enjoy it alone,
And remember when,
A better life was known
Days of the past,
Such joyous times,
I wish they could last,
Such great pastimes.
Copyright © Kenneth Fordham | Year Posted 2008
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