Lightning loves the earth.
Has- ever since its birth.
Searching for a perfect storm
To kindle their romance.
It races down
To reach the ground,
then runs away to snicker.
They fight and bicker.
A true married couple.
Would you ever like to double?

The lightning loves the earth.
I’ve seen it with my eyes.
As the blue streaks the skies,
I never wonder why..
The lightning loves how stable
The earth always seems to be.
And the earth loves watching
Lightning zoom on free.

My grandpa loves gnomes
They’re all over the house
Sitting by the mirror and useless combs
There might be one that’s a mouse.

Ill give you two guesses at his x-mas gifts.
And every vacation we find a station
That carries the friendly red hatted myths.
He gleefully owns whole generations.

Grandpa looks like a gnome himself.
This is where we think his joy stems.
He fits in too well with his porcelain wealth.

But grandma puts up with it.
‘cause the gnome light keeps her books lit.

Every door is open
To let in the sky
Every day a dream,
Please don’t hide.

Don’t waste away these sunny days
Like me, don’t squander your pretty ways
Little ******* my front porch swing
You always know what’s best to sing

Do as my grandmother says.
Don’t worry the humming bees
They float towards the blooming trees
Open your eyes to the world I see.

Green Easter grass between your toes
May rains upon your nose              
Summer breeze through your hair
Beautiful, you make life seem fair

Summer songs and trampolines
Sweet smelling magnolia trees
Georgia fair and Georgia kind
I love the way you spend your time

Beethoven on the piano keys
Worn out antique car seats
Dads out back fixing the john deer
Were mowin’ early this year

Songs so sweet I whisper here
Looking over my front porch swing
Taking in this endless spring,
Open your eyes to the world I see.