You are grounded Here on holy ground The leaves of the trees Are floating in the water Because there are trees Near the lake that my Father Made with his holy hands Many years ago And also the birds are now resting on the trees Branch I spend the morning here on the lake First thing in the morning And there are nobody else At this time of the day Also it it still very cold near the lake I brought with me my spring jacket I know I will be just fine It will warm up by lunch time And there will be crowded I personally hate crowds It is now 8:30 PM I will return back home Also I will do some work for my Father Using my computer I will write some poems for my father My poems will be all different from each other Also have different feelings That comes out straight from my heart Also people I am loving and caring people
