The back yards I like the best
Look like a good camp site
My dog is lying in the shade
Of a tree I planted years ago
She sighs, she listens
To the birds in the branches
Lowers her head onto the cool
Grass and sleeps dreamily
The tree was a sapling given
Away by a big forest corporation
On Arbour Day in the days
When forest corporations could
Afford to give anything away
My dog sure likes that free tree
1 comment:
"the back yards I like the best
look like a good camp site..."
Those are good lines, but my wife couldn't understand them. Difference I think between growing up in the country, or at least country all around, and in the city.
Regards
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