The little things really are lifes greatest gift.
Nothing feels better then basking in the sun,
country music blaring and the smell of frying bacon
being carried by the wind.
Having people that mean the most around
magnifies the feel good ambiance.
I tip my head back and I am lost in a sea of no cares,
suddenly out here nothing matters.
I have found my reality get away and it is wonderful,
a version of Tiffany's that would make Holly jealous.
My shoulders only feel the weight of the sun,
and the only want I have is to put Zac Brown band on the radio.
Out here in the middle of July school seems so far away,
going to work doesn't make me anxious
and I obey only my rules.
The loneliness my love life feels even seems to disappear,
a problem I can’t seem to shake from my mind.
But right now the only burden I have is
the flies that seem to enjoy my bare legs.