Peace of Mind With My Bottles of Wine

A vision of cheerful serenity and pleasures of life My peace of mind comes to me in a dream. Of white and red checkered linen cloths Spread Across a picnic table as far as the eye can see baskets brimming with delights. A remarkable assortment of cheeses And crusty loafs of homemade bread With apricot jelly to spread moving through the misty ether of my dream I reached my hand in the basket. And grab. A loaf of bread as I stirred around in the basket searching for the jelly to spread I heard a familiar welcoming sound. Of clinking and ringing and a clanking And ringing and clanking clinking It was music to my ears. And comfort to my soul As I instantly discovered, several rare bottles Of vintage wine that was carefully stowed By the mighty gods of my Olympic dreams A contented warmth came instantly over me. As I find myself sitting Under a scented pine tree in cheerful serenity, With eternal peace of innocent mind And several rare bottles of vintage wine.