Who made Goat?

We gathered in the green tent

Steady in the new world

Eyes best for seeing past nothing

In the tent of our love

Little mocking birds were singing

Always Goat was eating

Looking happy

In the golden sun of dreams

There was no going back to me

In memories Goat climbed as he smiled

It was worth every mile!

The shoe laces were gone

Suddenly Goat was happy yet again

It is fine

To be jumping from tree to tree

Love all around

Humming birds in a row

Watch for honey

And the licking

Feels good.