Sunday, today you are beautiful
Bathed in the Florida sunshine
A touch of coolness in the air
A gentle breeze whisking my hair
Way out here in the middle of nowhere
Pausing I try to capture the moment
A touch of sadness enters in
I want to bask in all this glory
Listen to the birds, watch the fish jump
Instead of pausing for only a moment
A romantic picnic would be perfect
On a day like today
But my path leads to an office
And that’s a whole different story
Where in lies none of nature’s glory
E.A. Fussell
E. A. Fussell 