Just sitting around on a summer’s day,
as the breeze blows this way and that and I am ok.
yes, just sitting around,
watching the clouds go by in a daze,
for softly the sunshine upon my face,
softly upon my face it plays.
Yes, just sitting around,
sitting around on a summer’s day,
sitting around not really thinking,
not really thinking of anything,
but content,
content to stare up at the sky,
and not mind where my mind is,
or where it should wander,
and I,
I will look for you up there, for you have been gone so long,
yet I miss you always in my heart,
because how much I care,
how much I care for you, for you were the greater part of me,
and my memories and my tears with the sky I share,
and one day,
one day I will be there, there up in the air,
and I wonder is it possible for us to reincarnate,
and do we have souls,
and where do they go when our body is not there,
but I am here, here on the ground without a care,
sat amongst the beauty of nature,
and sat thinking of you, with a wistful air.