From my back door no clouds are grey <br />Atmospherics don't spoil the day <br />Light and heat from golden ray <br />Or dancing drops of silver spray. <br />Classic stone was made to lay <br />To cause effect in such a way. <br />Ne'er far or long will I stray, <br />Heart and head join to obey. <br />With rolling hills across the way <br />Strife and stress quick to allay. <br />Such a scene that I must say <br />To swap with me you could not pay. <br />Turgid tones hold no sway <br />Such permanence none shall betray <br />To try to oust me others may <br />But in ubiety I will stay <br />For I am lord of all I survey.<br /><br />Esra Sloblock<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-back-door/
