Portugal On My Mind

Portugal on my Mind The nature so lush I felt like a horse I had to feel my eyes With beauty and scent left the asphalted road and walked on a track till I was consumed by bushes and the sound of the growing sat on a stone wall took pictures and two hours had gone and I fell asleep as the sun was setting. I didn’t hear the mobile ring but woke up when a big dog barked a black woman came down the track she was worried If I were ill wanted she could drive me home I have walked this track for 330 years. She laughed but insisted I drink some cold water at her house; the water came from a deep well why do they not make wine that good? The dog, a pointer, followed me to the asphalt road; its job was done, the phone rang again my wife wanted to know where I had been while she was out visiting friends, out walking darling just walking