The Place
Let me take you to a land,sit my sweet and listen,
about dragons,and wizards, and fairies that glisten,
where the sun shines red,and the land so blue,
and raindrops so pink when they shower on you,
and you walk through this place,that kisses your feet,
and animals follow,they are longing to meet,
strange and gentle they follow your sound,
our sing attracts with the music around,
together we walk and take in the place,
and i look down at you and your little face,
but now we go home and wake from our dream,
and remember,and talk about all that we've seen.
Copyright © Gail Cadwallander | Year Posted 2009
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