Nap Time Poem by Ima Ryma

September sunny afternoon,
Lunch soup and sandwiches we've had.
Taking a nap seems opportune
Priority now, and we're glad
That we've set up some hammocking,
Where we can watch the tree leaves turn,
And listen to the song birds sing.
These simple treasures we still yearn.
So each of us do settle in
Each hammock in a gentle sway,
Another journey to begin,
A short nap this September day.

This autumn life we love to share,
No matter how or when or where.