Desert Plains

Runaway with me to a place where rainbows never end
Written words and songs so sweet
A wooden bridge and stone path shall meet

Runaway with me, words dipped in wine
Childhood dreams and honey melt in mother’s caress

Runaway with me, air fills the valley of his never-ending chest
A deep sigh beckons and a silent word spoken

Runaway with me where an Arabian desert has no end
A heavenly wind blows her hair and a whirlwind removes every trace

Runaway with me where the future is clear to see
Childhood freedom pictured in distant dreams where tiny footprints lead the way

Runaway with me to every mountain, lake and rushing stream
She sees what lies ahead while his pen still waits

The door is closed the hot sun scorches the desert plains
Despair, no wooden bridges or stone path seen

Find something genuinely funny every day and be proud of every line laid upon your face by laughter