A World of Wonder

I see trees of green, red roses too.

My Newport plum is blossoming in the backyard.
So is the Cleveland pear.

I see them blue before me and you.

The creek runs just behind them.
Birdhouses hang nearby waiting for bluebirds.
And for swallows.

And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.

A labor of love our yard is.
Whistle while we work.

I see skies of blue, and clouds of white.

The winds have died down.
Warmer temps came today.
Now a soft rain falls into the evening.

The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night.

A light frost came through a few days back.
Almost killed off my just-sprouted radishes.

And I think to myself.

Why did I plant radishes this early?
Without a hot box.

What a wonderful world.

Just across our creek, past a line of trees, sits a farm field worked for planting.
Some take the mountain scenery. I prefer farm fields for outdoor beauty.
Fields of grass. Planted fields of vegetables. Flat land. Or rolling.
Rows of corn a foot high. Fences with snow piled up against.

The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky.

Let’s not forget Rosie’s flower bed.
We moved some perennials last night.
Filled in a few holes.
Summer will see a row of colors against that tree line.

Are also on the faces of people going by.

When I’m down by the creek, and the farmer has his tractor out,
I catch glimpses of him now and then.
Smell the diesel. Hear the diesel.

I see friends shaking hands, saying, "How do you do?".

You know, a neighbor saying hi can lift one's spirits.

They're really saying, I love you.

A neighborhood saying hi is icing on one’s cake.

I hear babies crying, I watch them grow.

Well, my kids have grown.
And the new house is doing find with just us two.
The memories we have for ever.
More good times to add when we see them again.

You know, They’re gonna learn a lot more then I'll never know.

My kids ask me less questions now.
Because they have spouses/fiancés I know.
Sometimes I still field one or two, but I need to be fast.
Or the question I’m told has been answered already.

And I think to myself,

So I wonder.
What shall I do with the rest of my life?
Well, isn’t that a tough one.
Then I get some ice cream out.
Or a twelve ounce bottled beverage.

What a wonderful world.

Youngest daughter Kate is getting married in June.
Our 3rd and last one.

Yes, I think to myself,

We are pleasantly surprised we pulled this off.
Raising our three kids.
Funding them through college.
Funding them through wedding’s day.
And we are not in the poor house.
(Because we didn't buy those toys people say they need to have?)

What a wonderful world.

Sure, we have tough days too.
A daughter with her family setback 2 months ago.
Another memory if we want it.
But we can let that tough week fade away.

We'll hold on to the good ones.
And find time to laugh.

What a world of wonder.