|
I love the mountains, but there's one small hitch.
If mud were money, I'd surely be rich!
But mud's not money and I still get by,
on beans that we raise... and taters to fry!
God is watchin' out for what we can't see,
and we're doin' fine both "Mama" and me.
This letter ain't meant to be a complaint.
We're glad for what is, and even what ain't.
There's plenty of sun every body knows,
and we all have fun whenever it snows.
The weather can't make us happy or sad,
whenever each day is the best we've had.
Whenever we smile we brighten the day,
and then some good things will venture our way.
A smile can do wonders, just passing by,
So why not go out and give it a try!
~Author~
Glen Pysell
Copyright 2007
The midi you are listening to is......"Green Acres"
Please... Do not copy or reproduce without written permission from the author.
 
 
|