• The birds chirp
    The wind is gentle
    The dogs are barking
    The leaves flow with the wind
    The sun is high above the sky
    With the birds flying below
    Clouds are forming but not to big
    Not a single thing out of shape
    What else could perfect this?
    Nothing this is just sweet bliss
    I would give God a kiss
    For bestowing us this
    This ellegant day
    Unforunately I will have to waste away
    Since I am sick in bed
    oh what a dread