Calling Out To Me

Somewhere there is a meadow Where animals love to be With flowers flowing in the wind Calling out to me Somewhere near this meadow Sits a cabin one can’t see It waits there in peace and quiet Calling out to me Just beyond the meadow There is a row of trees Shading all that hides within Calling out to me Somewhere near this meadow Are birds and honey bees Drifting on the summer breeze Calling out to me Somewhere there is a meadow That's where he will be Somewhere beneath a mountain Calling out to me Copyright © 2009 Lena “Lolita” Townsend