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