Shadow of Saguaro

at the foot of the mountains
in a valley that is green
in the shadow of saguaro
and arid desert terrain
you hug and kiss me goodbye
I know it's the very last time
quickly mount your horse
and off to the west you ride
no glances over your shoulder
as you pass the mesquite trees
on a new trail that awaits
looking for all that you believe
maybe it's just a myth
and maybe it's really there
but you'll never know the truth
unless you search everywhere
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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