This Sweet, Sweet Land

I hold you in my hand this sweet, sweet land I breath in the fresh air with out thinking and who out there really cares. My sweet, sweet land. I smell the sharp scents from a lilac bush sitting close by my bench. I love to take walk in the woods it the only place I feel most understood. I fish from your waters in a near by river as if the fish knew that I would. I hold you in my hands this sweet, sweet land as I rub this black dirt between my hands this feeling is better than the love of a man. I watch the birds nesting in the tallest trees on this earth that God left you and me. it fill me up to no end , this sweet, sweet land