Tasik.

Backing up while travellin

I pull my cart through the heart of the hills,
hawking fruit at the market
for as many hours as I will,
and when i have had enough
then I will pull my cart back home,
its not the high life that I've heard of
but its the highest that I've known,
and then ill sit,
and watch the tv for an hour or a minute,
or entertain the whippets with some stories of when I was just a kid.

now I'm not sure of the time
but when the sun sets to the west,
ill man the porch and watch the world go by
to ease some of the stress,
and then my daughter serves the dinner
to our growing family,
it warms my soul to see my great grandchildren
contented and healthy,
and then ill sleep,
and when the sun rises to the east,
ill again reap all of the rewards
of the day that I am so grateful to see,

and we'll wile away the day kicking balls and flying kites,
unable to distinguish mountains from skies