Red Chairs

Red chairs sitting on golden heaven
Enticing magic calling with Adirondack pleasure
Splish, splash water waves
How can the world question the simplicity?

Look towards the west
Clouds drift above the trees
Mountains sit heavy, laden with time
World spins, nothing breaks loose

Man stands watching over the water
Looking for life strung over a line
The rain falls, the weak surrender
Red chair remains on golden heaven



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