A Perfect Place ©
The trees helped me to see the wind,
To touch the nature of all things,
To hold them in my arms and say
This has been a perfect day.
Time moves on into spring
New green grass and every thing,
A butterfly on the wing
Wild birds listen to them sing.
Birds are nesting in the trees
On my face a gentle breeze,
Listen to the pheasant’s call
Primroses near a waterfall.
New born lambs they're full of glee
The riverside’s the place for me,
I can sit and watch the wild flowers grow
Gently moving two and fro
A peaceful way to spend your time
Away form all the city grime,
You must understand I cannot see
The things that fill my heart with glee:
The wind blows through the valley in a rage
Then gentle as a lamb,
As if to caress all living things
The wind in calm:
Without the wind the rain and snow
Would we have somewhere else to go,
Across the meadows the grass blows free
Back and forward two and fro.
A perfect day, o-yes in deed
My own homeland far across the sea,
That would be the perfect place
Just for me, just for me.