Take Me To Paradise
Take me to paradise,
where the pine trees bring a chill;
Where tough maidens charm the eyes;
On a city upon a hill;
Where the flowers love to dwell
for they're showered with care and praise;
Where their beauty cast a spell
in a festive full of grace.
For the trees make a house,
but the flowers make a home.
Everyday, I long to rouse
by her ground, I long to roam.
January 5, 2023
Your Selection Poetry Contest (honorable mention)
Sponsored By: Brian Strand
Copyright © R. B. Cawis | Year Posted 2023
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