The Farmers Market

A Sunday morning Basking in glory At the Farmers Market Is a Sunday well spent I breath in the air with excitement As I take in all the sites and sound Sounds of a fellow singing And strumming his guitar To his hearts content Bring a smile to my face Feeling uplifted I Begin to browse the many stalls of fresh fruit Fresh vegetables And baked good Pumpkins So glorious Catch my eye And dreams of pumpkin carving and baking pumpkin pie Begin to swirl through my mind In another stall My eyes Fancy tomatoes So juicy looking It makes me think of candy So much health and creativity Surrounds me at the farmers market The farmers market It’s the perfect place To spend my time On a Sunday morning