Black eyed susans by the road   In all those places time forgot   Run and run from what we know   Sometimes easy, sometimes not      Youth is but a flowered field   Daisies and forget-me-nots   All of this a letter sealed   Reminding us what we forgot      Old enough to touch a heart   Young enough to not reply   To stand upon the kitchen stool   And kiss your mother goodbye      Open to the morning sun   Reveal the beauty 'neath the cloud   Only nature having fun   All for crying out loud      The wind upon the clouds on high   The wind upon the brittle chaff   Birds on the electric wire   To see who will be last to laugh      All these colors on display   They all go so well with you   All so well in god's bouquet   All except for black and blue