Here it is, I sit again

Still thinking, still wonderin'

As I oh so often do

But today anew

I start to see

The smaller things

Like birds that're singing

The whisper of the breeze

Fromm all around, these things, they come

And it is now I think

About the present and future, not forgetting the past

I think also about what I can do

About what I will

It is in these times that I chill, perhaps relax

And think upon

The things I've done