Lay here on the river bank
The sun it beams down on me
I forget about everything
I even forget to run home for my tea
But the days are long and warm
And the water is cool and fresh
I can feel the flies having a feast
Eating away here on my flesh
I hush them away
So they go on their merry way
God i think to myself
How i love days like this to relax
This is where i come to think
This special place it's grassy banks
are like a huge sink
Swimming in the water
staring up at the clouds go by
Theres not a single sound or noise
not even the sound of a car
The bitting of the minnow
They nip on my tiny toes
The smell of the wild flowers
It reminds me of my grandmothers rose
as i sit and watch in amazement
of the land surrounding me
The young farmers son comes walking by
He tries to ignore me
I pretend i cannot see him
tough im looking through the corner of my eye
Then all of a sudden a wasp comes after me
He shoots down from the sky
This boy of who i do not know
Comes to rescue me
But as i run to get away
He gets stung by a bee
So now the roles are reversed
And i run to him
I suppose i need to help him out
As i stand over him with a silly grin
I call out to his father to come to get his boy
I can tell you this boy is mortified
this embarressment brings him no joy
His father helps him home
The vinger comes out
the boy turns to his mother and says
Please escort her out
The nerve of him i think to myself
For telling me to go
Sure he is only a stupid boy
Sure what would he even know
As i turn to walk away from the house
He screams the place down
I laugh to myself when i think of it
I couldnt help but run back in and have abit of a skit
He wouldnt talk to me for several days
He made me suffer well
but now at least we have some memories
And some stories to tell
Since we married several years gone by
We remember that day well
It seems fate had our future together
mapped out really well
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