We shall eat cookies
when the day is bright
as we relax under the willows
and the hammock is deep.
We shall eat cookies
to wash away the sorrow
as the tire swings
over the clear pond.
We shall eat cookies
when the storm is in sight
the foundation is solid,
and the building sturdy.
We shall eat cookies
as the screen door swings
the breeze rolls in
and the sheets are soft.
We shall eat cookies
as the rainbow shines
the day is cool, and the
mountain air carries lilacs.
