Oh, what a glorious day: the sun, the breeze,
The blackbird on the wires, the shady trees,
Green grass, blue sky and technicolor flowers:
This is why we work those precious hours.
All the lawns well strimmed and cut last night,
Washing out to dry (but out of sight)
Enjoy the cake, the coffee and the book;
Take time to give your work a good long look.
Live in this moment, take those minutes rest:
It's days like these we'll all remember best.