PICTURE PERFECT

Written by: Sidney Beck

(PICTURE  PERFECT )  -   THANK   YOU 

For  the winds that blow the rain to the dry 
And thirsting  crops of July;

For the hopeful song of my woman there
With  a sleeping baby in a rocking chair; 

And  for her eyes so clear and the way they change -
Strangely familiar,  and familiarly strange;

And  for the smells  of new baked bread
As the kids get  sleepily  out of bed;

And   for cold mountain streams -
Tasting better than the elixirs of dreams;

And for a friendship remembered from long ago
Fondly cherished before we had to go.