Country Boy Dreams

I love
Wide open places with no crammed too tight places
And
Blackwater cypress ponds full of fish
that's my wish

Endless mornings of heavy fog
standing at the water's edge
listening to...
squirrels in the leaves
bass chasing, sometimes catching, the redbreast beneath lily pads
and the leopard frogs who hide upon them
hearing pike slaughter bluegill and warmouth
while the heron near the shore spears the unwary who swim just a bit too close by

Sun's still down so I can't see him yet,
but I hear a big ole woodpecker hammerin on some poor insect's door
looking for breakfast

I'm at peace with this world
and, even better, my girl's here with me 'cause ,
"Guess what?"
this chick likes the outdoors as much as I do and I don't have to beg her to come.
Who'd have thunk that.
But if she out fishes me again on my granddaddy's land
I may just have to feed her to that bull gator who's been here since I was a child

Would really hate to do that cause she is such a fantastic cook