Someone that thinks about the things they did in the past.
|I want to walk down a gravel road,
Hear stones crunching under my feet.
On one side Daisies and Black-eyed Susan's,
On the other side a field of swaying wheat.
I want to sit at an old picnic table,
Near a lake, in the woods, under trees.
That shouldn't be asking for too much,
There was a time when I did all of these.
I want to ride my bike, take a hike,
Dig my toes down in hot ocean sand.
Smell of nature in all the pasture land,
Oh so few of so many things I like.
I want to rake up red and yellow leaves,
Alas, a finial plea amongst all of these,
Is to thank Jehovah one more time on bended knees,
Stead in a wheelchair I sit, on my porch, in the breeze.