Watersking with 'Tidy-Bowl Man
I see the waters that sparkle so blue,
as they rest in your eyes so refreshing and new
I feel the softness of clouds from above,
that envelope your body in a shroud of love
I smell the freshness of dew in your hair,
the warm rose color of your skin so fair
I hear the birds singing as they pass over your crib
just as the birds in Jesus' day did
You are my wonder, a miracle come true
My labor of love, I extend all to you
A new world awaits you, but for now you can rest
and watch the sun grapple with the moon for who's best!
Pass the Glade if you're going to do that here...