Laying in a hammock

swaying to and fro,

watching the birds fly by

I believe one was a crow.

Searching for the treetops

somewhere way up high

Suddenly an airplane

Jets across the sky.

Slowly I close my eyes to

Listen to Nature’s sound,

Birds, crickets, frogs and bees

Talking all around!

I breathe in the fresh air

Hear the rustling of the trees,

branches and leaves dancing

in the passing breeze.

I have a lot of work to do

I have some place to be

But some how this hammock

Has a hold of me!!

 

Author: Louana Vick