At Uncle John's Place

when i am here,

i am who i want to be.

there's a fire in my veins,

that consumes all of me.

i gaze through the window,

and it brings me outside.

the sun beats down,

as the rays are my guide.

my inspiration grows,

while the waterfall dances.

tree branches swish side to side,

above the butterfly prances.

theres an angelic sound,

as the birds sing in harmony.

for all across the sky,

i hear their sweet melody.

the crisp, warm smell,

tickles my nose.

as the summer sky wind,

so gently blows.

this nature is so inspiring,

in God's beautiful showcase.

i can always clear my mind,

at Uncle John's Place.