I have a window to look out of, blue mountains to see, clouds all puffy and white, the Irish Tenors on the dictating machine and a pretty girl to write to.

Life is Good.

I have thoughts to think, feelings to feel, fantasies running rapaciously through my soul, my love to see me through darkness, eyes that cry unexpectedly and a pretty girl to write to.

Life is Good.

Air that is fresh and clear, shadows playing over foothills laid out like naked women there for the taking, dreams heartbreakingly lovely to dream, hopes of things to come and a pretty girl to write to.

Life is Good.

I have a strong body, good mind, freckles and a sense of humor to prove I am a Wannabe Irish kind of guy, ears that have heard an angel sing, eyes that see by fairylight, and a pretty girl to write to.

Life is Good.

I have Russkin Foot Soljers Friends to sit around the campfire with me and share my thoughts, dreams, hopes, memories, fantasies and visions of this pretty, pretty girl I write to.

Life is Good.