Hazy Sunday, friendly funday
Lazy chats and who needs Monday?

A favourite place, a cheerful face
A glowing sun and a carefree pace

Lock that heaves ‘midst Autumn leaves
We heal the world in woolly sleeves

With hands thrust deep we walk and weep
And talk of things we two shall keep

No need to touch, our words say much
A love for life and friends and such

The breeze it licks while distant ticks
A timepiece as at life it picks

Memories call, reflections fall
Beneath the surface feelings sprawl

We laugh and smile, we gently rile
Our heads we turn and pause awhile

Now chills set in, goosepimply skin
The café nears, we glance and grin