By: Gus Calvo
Wake up with the sound of music,
as the pancakes get ready;
the kids play outside
and there is nothing else to do later.
The washing machine is there running,
and the dog barks to the neighbors,
there is a barbeque where every problems seems to be forgave in full.
There is nothing more than I want to do on a Saturday morning
than just stay next to you.
Maybe watching television and maybe going for a jog later,
The weekend is so colorful,
as the Lucky Charms that I'm eating.