Golden Rays of Rainbow Hay

Those simple times
and simple days…
Those days were filled
with golden rays. 

We caught a moonbeam to the sky
and gazed in wonder at the stars,
and wished…
when one of them would fall. 

We rode a sunbeam up to heaven
and licked the frosted
whipped cream clouds
that crested in the brilliant sky   

then slid back down rainbows of hay
to feed the cows
and water the chickens,
pat the dog and slop the hogs, 

then gather the eggs,
and water the farm,
pick the rocks and…
throw out our arms 

in welcome to the great wide world
that loved us back
as we sang songs
into the wind 

and fed the smiles
upon our lips
that led the songs
back to our hearts… 

Those simple times
and simple days…
Those days were filled
with golden rays!