Beneath the Bearded Oaks

Where sweet grass blankets grow on yesterdays And passing years weigh heavy on the trees Serenity is found in every breeze Unbridled dreams of youth, now hang and graze Recalling days gone by with slower ways Beneath the bearded oaks, time stands at ease In search of long forgotten memories Beyond the trail that leads into the haze Twas here, so long ago, in summer shade Young lovers traded dreams for purity They took a chance their love would never fade Two hearts were joined into futurity Upon the sweet grass blanket, lost in dreams Hearts filled with love and bursting at the seams by Daniel Turner