The Sky Is Smiling

Chasing sunbeams through the pasture

Climbing fences with muddy shoes

Hear the wind crying or is it laughter

I guess it's up to me to choose

Starlings and ravens in the persimmon tree

Black branches stretched towards the sky

The sky is smiling and so am I

Rest for a while where the tree roots meet the ground

With the sound of water down below

Sing a song of evening as the sun is sinking down

'Til the stars tell me it's time to go

The road stretches onward

Through rolling green hills

My feet don't need to ask why

The sky is smiling and so am I

So am I