Radiance
I sit in my yard with a cup of steamed coffee
and watch a mother bird feed her little baby
The fence does not impede my curious eye
nor the strapping beans that are taller then I
My dog is lazily wagging his tail to and fro
the sun is playing hide and seek with a go
Life is good in Postal County, all is just fine
and the sky is the color of white April wine
I sit in my lawn chair as I wander and stare
at the shape of the clouds so puffy and fair
If truth be told I wouldn't trade this time
for all the tea in China cuz , it's mine...
July 1, 2018
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment