the corn field

I am falling asleep in a field of corn ,

summer sun high in the sky,

butterflies and bees floating around ,

as the clouds pass slowly by .

Grasshoppers jumping onto my nose ,

tiny ladybirds rest on my arm ,

the jingle of bells as cows graze ,

from my dad´s little farm.

What a wonderful way to be liveing,

where everything in life is free,

you could lay in corn fields all day long ,

you could be a rabbit , a squirl even a tiny honey bee.

I love my dad´s corn field ,

this is where i have my dreams,

but the sun is setting on my day ,

time to go home it seems.

But i will be here again tomorrow,

as sure as the sun shines and beams ,

in here is where i meet all my new friends ,

in this wonderful field of dreams .

writen 

by 

paul o carroll