To be able to sit on a hammock Or in a rocking chair Feet bare, shorts barely peering through The edges of my long tank top And not have a worry in my mind
On a night like that Some would have a beer or wine by their side But I am a southern girl So sweet tea will do just fine
As I peer through a screened in porch I see the sky on fire Scorching red and orange and pink As if to emphasize the condition of the world around me
As I sit there in the silence of the evening I feel a slight breeze Like a gentle smile Or comforting arms around me Reminding me there can be Simplicity Beauty Peace
No matter how young I was Or how old I will be I will never forget the feeling attached To the profound subtlety Of a summer wind