I think, I’m going to write a new country song…
I’m going to dedicate it to you…
My friend with such a wonderful aura…
With eyes with the sweetness of maple syrup.
Yes, there is something about your eyes…
They are truly powerful!
Yet not everything is at peace…
You have too many things waiting to be done.
The chorus is, come away with me, through my favorite path into the woods…
There it is my special gateway…
Through here! Through here!
It’s time to get this mattered settled.
You ask, what’s the next verse?
Nothing, just nothing…
Because as we sit here poking green sticks into the fire…
Nothing is left undone.
I guess this wouldn’t be a very good country song…
It might be better if I had a pair of boots and a cowboy hat…
Yet now, your aura of joy can be seen against the clear blue sky…
And in those beautiful eyes, everything is at peace.
I love you,
Annie