nature

I love outside so it was natural to write a poem about it.

I layback to enjoy the sight
once again I feel alright.

As I feel the suns hot glare
I feel the sense of not one care.

I hear the birds repeat their song
I find myself humming along.

I focus my eyes towards the sky
And watch the clouds pass on by.

There is no place Id rather be
than all stretched out under this tree.

I shut my eyes to take in the bliss,
as the dog wakes me with a slobbery kiss.

I watch the leaves sway with the wind
I listen while they rustle as the branches bend.

I lose track of time as its creeps along
before I realize its time to go home.