Out In The Countryside...

Out in the countryside, I can imagine
Rowing gently in a little boat of dreams,
On a river of sleep. I can imagine
Dwelling in an old cottage where I can be
At peace, and free as a bird, to paint and write.
I can imagine summer's vibrant colours, deep
In my mind, and green pathways of rich delights.
I can imagine a warm breeze through the trees;
That whispers of myriad magical things.
O gratified is the heart that truly sings!