The wind in the trees
Two crows on a house
In the distance you may hear the cry of a mouse.
At a steady pace I watch and listen
As the water trickles down the street
To the squish-thud of my feet
I try not to miss anything
As the chimes join in with their meloncholly tune
I continue take my time as to not get home so soon.
With this weather that's about
It creates a feeling inside of me
The kind that makes me want to jump up in glee
It's too warm for snow
And it's too cold for sweat
But a day like this i'll never forget.