The river
shimmering
before me
like billions
of unclaimed
diamonds.
A bountiful array of birds and
their morning
serenade.
Rain drops
cascading down
luscious leaf
after leaf
forming puddles
beneath
my feet.
The grey
skies don't seem
so grey with
all of this
green picture
framing it.
A boat sails
by and
disturbs the
glass top
water's surface.
The older man
just arrived
once again
with his young
prancy pup
driving from
garbage can
to garbage can
collecting
bottles.
With the rain,
I just called
my entire crew
and told them
to enjoy a
3 day weekend.
I can't pour
concrete in the rain but,
I can sure
sit at my
favorite spot
in this life
and write
with
no worries.




written by me... ..