Lazy+Days-Elliot

Around all the time Nothing to do But to let loose
 * = Lazy Days || [[image:ca-rhapsodicwritingsch1:500px-Speaker_Icon_svg.png link="http://broadcast1.caryacademy.org/faculty/Briarly_White/poetry/chapter4/elliotk4lazydays.mp3"]] ||
 * < Swinging and swaying

No sense of control And no sense of time No control of movement And no lack of enjoyment

It is a bird, With no sense on containment It is a tree, With a sense of loyalty to the ground it lives on Swinging and swaying In one simple spot

Always in sync With the world all around Never enclosed To the world within ||< ||