Today I took a tranquil walk
Down a winding country road,
It was long and dusty there
With miracles untold.
Chestnut-colored houses
Side by side they stood,
With gently-smoking chimneys
And the smell of burning wood.
The sky was periwinkle
While the autumn leaves did stir,
The sun was rising peacefully
As a sparrow’s song I heard.
In the air hung the scent
Of a spicy, pumpkin pie,
A dog was dozing lazily
On a wooden porch nearby.
The velvet grass beneath my feet,
The breeze blowing in my hair,
It made me feel revived, relaxed,
And without a care.
The honey-colored daffodils
Were gone for winter’s stay,
But they’ll be back again, real soon
When springtime comes to play.
The harvest was so bountiful,
Pumpkins, corn, and wheat.
I can almost taste some dressing
And that good ol’ turkey meat.
So this old path reminds me
To be thankful on life’s way,
Money can’t buy memories,
So make your own today!
It was long and dusty there
With miracles untold.
Chestnut-colored houses
Side by side they stood,
With gently-smoking chimneys
And the smell of burning wood.
The sky was periwinkle
While the autumn leaves did stir,
The sun was rising peacefully
As a sparrow’s song I heard.
In the air hung the scent
Of a spicy, pumpkin pie,
A dog was dozing lazily
On a wooden porch nearby.
The velvet grass beneath my feet,
The breeze blowing in my hair,
It made me feel revived, relaxed,
And without a care.
The honey-colored daffodils
Were gone for winter’s stay,
But they’ll be back again, real soon
When springtime comes to play.
The harvest was so bountiful,
Pumpkins, corn, and wheat.
I can almost taste some dressing
And that good ol’ turkey meat.
So this old path reminds me
To be thankful on life’s way,
Money can’t buy memories,
So make your own today!
