My haven

Wake up you lazy dog
A-lying in the shade!
You are supposed to guard this porch
Upon which you are laid!
I know the days are hot  -
I know the days are long
But you need to be a-listening
In case someone comes along!
This porch it is my haven  -
The walkway to my home,
It's here my heart's a-longing
No matter where I roam!
When the sun is slowing setting
At the end of every day
I sit upon my rocker and
All my troubles melt away.
All around my wooden porch
Pretty flowers trail and bloom.
Their perfume soothes my senses
'Neath a round and silver moon.
In the evenings I hear crickets,
In the daytime the drone of bees
Plus the tinkling from the wind-chimes
Each time they catch the breeze.
So - wake up you lazy dog!
Wake up and come and bark for me,
Come and greet me on on this porch -
It's the only place I love to be!

Copyright © 2006 Cora E. Barras
All rights reserved.

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