gaz123

As it's such a beautiful day in middle England, I thought I'd share something with the rest of the class:

Day is warm, I hear
The wind in the trees
I know Im there, but I'll never be...
The wind is soft tonight
The tide is low
And I know the way
I never felt better, now

Sometimes life, it moves too slow
Slows to a crawl,
And then the poetry is lost
And without speed,
Hope becomes certainty
And for once, Im certain
I never felt better, now

A garden is it's own perfect world
Where everything has a place
Every leaf, every stone
Every speck of dirt
But wheres my place?
I never felt better, now

The waters clean
I see that it's full of dimes
For every wish, I wonder why
Why all I want
Is something beautiful
A place to rest
I never felt better now.

Now let's be careful in the sunshine, specially some of you fairier skinned ones, or folically challenged like me