Country living means driving everywhere
My mind wanders, forms an image or shape,
From trees and wooden stumps- I must declare;
I can see figures, my mind does escape,
Watching road rules, avoid insurance red tape.
Fungus on the bark of a leaning tree,
The wicked witch of the west, is what I see,
Dogs by a ditch are really a shrub,
Really beautiful but woe is me,
Now retired, I’ve joined the daydreaming club.
Written by Lee Ramage
September 10, 2011
For Dr. Ram Mehta
Won 5th Place