Sometimes I lie back
Just look at the sky and stare
See birds spread their backs
And fly from here to there
When skies are black
Stars and moonlight pierce the air
Often wish someone beside me to chat
Because these are sights to share.

When skies are blue
Calm and all at ease
On my back there is such a view
As I gaze up through heads of trees
See clouds float so low
Sometimes so close to touch they tease
It’s pure beauty I bestow
As I feel a glow, off sights I too rarely heed.

Sometimes I bask them in
And they do me good when I’m alone
It’s good to see the woods
Grass and sky instead of stone
Get out and taste the air
Leave the chair at home
Staying still breathes despair
While these legs were born to roam.

© Daniel Breslin