"High Hopes"

goodby february
the redbuds are in bloom
the sun is shining
the wind is cold
50's music is playing
sinatra is singing high hopes
gypsy is asleep
on her sunny red leather
highway 281 chair
a squirrel knows this
and is busy eating an
ear of corn nailed
to her angel patch tree
when she goes out
she will hit a solid point
on that squirrel
be there
high hopes