Sitting On the Edge of a Waterfront Hill
sitting on the edge of a waterfront hill
the rain has finally stopped
the reluctant sun has dried everything up
shuggie otis expresses the island feeling
my mind is free
she is at work, but on my mind all the same
the taste of the gravy biscuits and the dr. pepper consume my insides
my stresses are lighter
my funds are still suspect, but more comfortable than the last few months
'God Is Good' is repeating in my mind
though i have to get back to it tomorrow
today is frozen still right now in the most perfect peaceful moment
now the crusaders are mellowing me out, and i have no place to hide
time is a nonfactor today as i watch the water flow and the whooping crane hunt
i just wish that i had more than thirty minutes to enjoy this gem of perfection
however, life and a home alarm system upgrade calls
until the next time, my dear sweet latest discovery of pure contentment
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2022
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