John-Ward Leighton

I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY

The sun is shining it’s a beautiful day
and
I don’t know what to say.

Had a breakfast with the gang
at Mitzies
and talked of auld lang sang.

Home
and then the postal girl
came with the gifts
and
I don’t know what to say,
except the new sports coat fits
but the pictures really made my day
of distant times when my children and I were young
and at play
and looking at their smiling faces
I don’t know what to say.

I cry too easily these days
its like the emotional dam has broke
and its far too easy to weep and emote
and its really starting to get my goat
but damn
it feels good to be in its sway
on this bright and beautiful, sunny day
and
I don’t know what to say.