Saturday Evening in Spring

Red wine, blue jays and old country music
The peace of a Spring Saturday
Appointments, commitments; all done and through,
It’s all mine, the rest of the day.

There’s nuts on the rail for the busy blue jays
And new buds on the lilac tree.
There’s no need to rush and get dinner made
Cause Patsy Cline’s singing for me.

There's no one around to shatter the peace
It’s just me and that hungry jay,
A glass of red wine, old country music
And the last of my Saturday.