Alone as Can Be

What a pleasant bliss to

Lay upon the swaying leaves

Though alone as can be

Nothing else could compare

Such a sweet serene

To feel the wind brush through my sleeve

Though alone as can be

I have everything I need

People say I must play by the book

Just because I might fall out of rules

Be as rich as the rich in the story

“Fear for the ‘fall behind,’”

Maybe I am naive

To have my own little list

Though alone as can be

I have everything I need