O what a beautiful day, Lord!
How the gentle breezes sway
The lush, new leaves of trees
causing the sunlight to tease
Running to and fro across my table.
No breezes came this weekend, Lord.
We were hoping some you'd send
For a-kiting we would go
With two grandkids in tow
And oh what fun we had planned.
Now the breezes are here, Lord.
But grandkids are not near
With kites still on my mind
Flying with Jim, I may find
To be a new plan of fun today.
