Mercy! Mercy! That Dang Nabed PERCY!

Middle of the Day

Middle of the day

I don’t know if it is the new year or if my life force is slumbering. I need to go out and clean my shop. In a few minutes we will be going to church and I need to put some wood on the fire.

Mark says our neighbor Tim was looking at a firewood processor that will split 26 inch logs into various sizes. I am intrigued but even used the machine is very expensive. I would have to start another business and that would cut into my writing. In my family the men all seem to have the “Wood” gene, even my brother. Otherwise we are completely different except for that common denominator. A couple of my cousings also share the “Car” gene.

Anyway as far as I know I am the only one with an interest in writing and I have a little of the poetry gene, even though I don’t do much with it. I’ve always loved poetry though and used to do a little song writing. Some of it was pretty good… at least to my ear. For example

Chorus

In the middle of the day
At work and far away…
When I wouldn’t thing that you’d be thinking
‘bout me anyway.
I recall the nicest thing I ever heard you say
How you’re always thinking ‘bout me
In the middle of the day

Verse #1

Now I know in the morning
When he lonely rooster cries
Feel you stir beside me
Rub the sleep out of your eyes
Feel your hands go round my waist
And watch you start to yawn…
Yeah, I know you’ll love me
In the early morning dawn

But….chorus

Verse #2

I know in the evening
With the supper dishes through
You come in the kitchen
the way you always do
Rubb my shoulders
Squeeze my neck,
And kiss me on the head
I know you’ll love me
When its time to go to bed…

But… chorus

Anyway it has a nice tune… A DJ friend of mine picked it out on a guitar a long time ago and his girl friend sang it….she had a pretty voice. It has a lilting melody.