A Day at Paradise


The sun would be gold,

I’d wake up with a smile,

I would sit up and wonder,

gaze at the red sunrise.


then I’d hop down to eat,

find some berries and fruit

There’d be no work, just the walls,

which I’d paint with soot.


the sun would start to burn,

the ground beneath and the air around.

I’d find a nice cool spring,

a splash of water and a song to sing.


Then I’d sleep and wake up,

just to wonder the time,

did I sleep an hour or

did I sleep nine.


To unburden weary eyes,

I’d light a fire,

to help me through the cold,

and sleep in the night.


This is a day,

a day I would always remember,

For it was then that I,

truly found paradise.



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