Tree Limb

It was just a simple tree limb I saw as I watched the sun go down Probably fallen after it died For it was turning an autumn brown The colors in the sky were the kind That makes a person start to dream Make some plans for the future Anything is possible it would seem And this branch was the evidence As it floated around so slow Taking its time in the water Didn’t really have a place to go I felt a sense of peacefulness As I watched a perfect day end Observing the floating piece of wood With all its twists and bends Life is like that, don’t you think? For it too changes and bends And at times we seem to float along Just like this dead old tree limb!