I'm Forever Home

I sit a my window and write what I see,
This is what occurs to me.
The sun rises, pink, red, and gold
This is something that can never be sold
The birds sing quietly, celebrating the morning show
The sound still swirls around in the winds blow
A crystal in top of each grass tip
And the fingers that touch me gently is the morning mist
The horses nicker from their rolling green paddocks
The drovers are heading towards them, all taking their favourite picks
The sky turns a forget me not blue
And I lay on the grass with nothing to do
A warm breeze blows across my skirts of lace
And the sin shines upon my face
The golden light climbs higher in the sky
And the air is filled with the smell of a warm apple pie
The day becomes hot, the children desperate to get cool
So they all head down the waterhole pool
They splash around and laugh and play
Never have I seen happier children I must say
Their skin is rosy, a deep tan brown
Happy in the country, they feel sorry for those in town
The windmill slowly turns
In the sky the sun burns
The children they get out and they all flew a kite
Ands as the day turned to night,
They all sat down by the campfire with its red, raging flames
Ate dinner then jumped up, playing more games
As it grew late they all settled down and a story is told
They fall asleep as dying embers glow gold
As they are carried to bed, by loving mums and dad’s
Whispering I love you lads
I walk inside and sit down by my window, just me
Though the window, moonlight shines through the apple tree
And the hide in the leaves
Their pale outlines is all that I receive
And the mountain fills the night, with a sweet lullaby

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© by Caz 2004