Work will always be there,so what do you say
The weather is perfect,tomorrow could be bad
So I played my hardest,with all that I had.
Old barns rugged and bleak
Sometimes groan a little and creak
Can you hear the children's voices
Cows and horses in a stall
Years harboring families lives
Seems over but not at all
They stand as castles still
Full of memories that will last
A steadfast mark from our past.
Tall bluestem waves in a breeze
Waving goodbye to the flowers
And leaves on the trees.
I'm headed to Central America
One of these days soon
Thank you for the jelly
I'll eat until there is no room.
Carrying a happy message
You can almost hear them say
Enjoy yourself while out here
On a very beautiful sunny day.