Our Spring was good for trees and grass,
the pollen’s high but that will pass.
Winter’s gone and none too soon,
enjoy the warmth til’ Harvest Moon.
A piece we own of our great earth,
means more to us than it is worth.
Quite small but thank our lucky stars,
because no debt and it’s all ours.
A peaceful place to sit and read,
there’s not much more that we both need.
No Ball & Chain around our neck,
we sit in peace upon Our Deck.