A mist hovers above the ground,
as if to cover it with a damp blanket.
The sunrises lazily over the horizon,
the laughter of family is tempting me to go indoors,
I can’t as the scenery has drawn me in completely.

Coffee in hand, happiness at heart.
Cows begin to roam in the valley below.
The smell of a field of flowers wafts towards me,
I should go inside, and visit.
But the beauty has captured me with loving hands.

My dog barks at a passing car.
There is no place I would rather be,
the smell of breakfast tells my stomach its time to go,
so I decide to leave the cows in the valley below,
the grounds damp blanket, the lazy sun,
and the field of flowers.