Picture Perfect
(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.
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