
Long, hot afternoon
Clouds drift on a lazy breeze
Summer blues and greens

Long, hot afternoon
Clouds drift on a lazy breeze
Summer blues and greens

Growing on foot path.
Flowering in summer heat.
Born to be wild thing.

Take my hand.
Walk with me along life’s path,
Through fields of grazing sheep,
Toward the summit’s splendour.
Loaded down with picnic hamper;
Basket full of snacks and treats
That we can share along life’s way;
Our onward, upward hike.
Rest for lunch upon the peak;
Gaze out from the summit,
As far as eyes can see,
And look toward our future.
Wait until the crowds have gone;
The tourist walkers leave;
Then you and I shall rest, alone,
In private solitude.
Our peaceful idyll,
Under bright blue skies
With dappled shade from clouds on high,
Calms our troubled hearts.
You and I, finding peace,
Sitting, resting, talking, thinking,
Of philosophy and poetry,
Of life, and what we’ve made it.
Descend as evening starts to fall,
With shadows growing longer.
Walk with me, along life’s path,
And conquer hills together.

Sitting in silence,
Just me, now; children in bed.
Peace reigning at last.

Sit, watching the sea
Stirring hidden emotions
Of love and laughter.