Ambiance

The comfort of a fireside,

A gently flowing stream,

The warmth of good companionship,

The essence of a dream;

Good friends, good food, good humour

Are all that I require;

This is that sweet ambiance,

My very soul’s desire.

The music of the ocean,

The whisper of the breeze,

The joyful song of blackbirds

As they flutter through the trees;

A harmony of sentiments,

Hearts in one accord,

Can foster that true ambiance,

Friendship’s just reward.

A single harsh pronouncement,

Just one caustic word,

Can shatter this illusion,

Can break this fragile cord;

It can be broken in a moment,

Shattered in a trice,

This gossamer thing called ambiance,

There’s nothing quite as nice.

So let the ocean rhapsodise

And let the blackbirds trill,

Dwell softly by the fireside

And gently drink your fill;

Foster good companionship,

Let nothing fall to strife,

And you will find that ambiance

That will enhance your life.

By Bill Thomas