Sitting In My Deck Chair

The pale face of nature, of flowers and treetops Has been lost without color, behind frost in the meadow Under snow on the fence post, and the ice on the willow So tattered and bobbing, and weary of hiding So weary of biding her time in the fog Tired of the doldrums, tired of the ho-hums , and weary of crying... The pale face of nature, of gardens in springtime Will drink in this morning, to find it surprising! A lekker arrival !! Of sunkissed horizons Is blissfully welcomed with gold in the morning All smitten with cheer ! Trees lean to the side Drunk on the sun Lifting their branches And keeping it near I long for it too As I move out my chair From under the shade To drink in the sun After dark winter days To welcome it here A lekker arrival Is speckled in sunshine I find it to be fine, to bask on my deck! I'll poke out my neck to soak in the bliss And what could be better than this? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ________________________________________________________ For Suzette's Contest: "LEKKER" >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>