Shadows make me sad.
Sunshine brings us back to glad.
Cat naps do the same.
Peace is what I crave.
Morning waves, a dog bone saved.
Think I’ll sit a while.
Think I’ll float my boat.
Seeking peace, my stress should cease.
Traffic’s for the birds.
Monday morning blues.
Skip the news, let’s take a cruise.
We can always dream.
Grab your garden gift.
Souls that ail aren’t picking kale.
Eye candy’s their treat.
Seniors rule the roost.
Sitting tall surveying all.
Wise beyond their years.
Blue still shines through gray.
Small boats will sail, without fail.
Peace rolls into shore.