Something about park benches and rocking chairs
Taking long walks in cool clean mountain air
Watching blue clear skies as the sun melts fog in the valley
Coming to the plain simple truth of life's always changing melody
Admitting there's so much more to learn as I travel down this road
Being still while you feel reality burn the weight of the load
Adding another unexpected piece to the puzzle
Ever aching within from the constant struggle
Of nothing more than this day to day life
Exceedingly thankful for right now, and yet still grieving at the same time.
