Sun was shining
Trees singing hymns
Blue and white mating
creating, perfecting whims
greens dew slurping
birds whispered chirpings
river oozing, burping
life’s secret gems
day’s beauty missed
seclusion loudly hissed
the morning is gone
you are still all alone
slowly sans realisation
the seed has sown
a beautiful day passed
another Sunday lost
to what could have been
Let reality hard bite
raw imagination light
commencing life fight
to what should be
Could, and would be
Need that nod, agree
let that mind be free
Time is really short
Need that big heart
Past, rum under bridge
Climb optimism ridge
Let Monday be the day
When future has her say
Keep present accomplice
there is lot to accomplish
Ancien Hippie 