Valley of Joy

My life is so fine In the valley of bliss In the trees of pine Wife to hold and kiss, No moments amiss, Rachel is her name, My hearts true flame. The river doth glimmer With its bed of glass A positive shimmer Banks of green grass Its waters do pass Softly scented with vanilla As soft as a chinchilla The flowers are speckled In the grasses so green Like Rachel’s face freckled Her beauty is serene Her eyes aquamarine Like the beauty of my valley In her beauty I will tarry The trees they angle up high So slender and smooth Like her soft skinned thigh Core of my soul to sooth My troubles she can remove When walking through my vale Beauty will always prevail Sun shines down on noon, Bathing us in it warm embrace, My heart will then swoon, As it lands on her sweet face, She moves with an inner grace, Through my little hidden dell, And it’s all enveloping sweet smell. Eternally my heart resides there, In my private valley hideaway, My soul mate with shiny hair, Here I spend forever and a day, Time of departure forever delay, Here in my mind where all is well Away from reality and its miserable hell