You hear me knocking
open up that front door,
step on out
find what living's really for -
It's a great big old world out-of-doors.
come on out with me
and play,
it's gonna be
a grand ole day -
let me introduce you
to the western-wind,
and all the crazy-critters
my wild-n-wooly kin -
out here we are family
we are friends,
living and loving
right to the end -
the sunshine and fresh air out there
will brighten your sallow face,
with beautiful marvels
splashing all about the place -
even in the
cold and rain,
there's so much glory to share
it's sure to ease your tiresome pain -
just killing time
is a sin,
so head on out and
come alive outside, with a grin, once again -
stand with me under that smiling sun
and we'll sing, sing, sing,
then come the night under the glowing moon
we'll do it all again and again -
we'll dance
with a new sparkle in our eyes,
come on out
I wouldn't tell you any lies -
the breeze laughing
is prancing by,
and stars are twinkling above
in a cyrstal-cathedral sky -
get on out here now
don't hesitate,
ya never know for sure
when it's gonna be too late -
don't wait until they chunk you in the clay
to come outside,
step out now
while your still very much alive -
It's a big old world out here,
so step on out with me,
find how wonderful living
can really be.
Wonderful Smoky, and you are so right - I know it to be true and that eventually I will feel that life is worth living again. Very well done.
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Great poem Smoky. You are always so on-point. I really enjoy reading your works.