Beyond the snow-capped mountains
A brand new dawn
breaks
Night moved onward
into light
Across the land and the
lakes
Beyond the snow-capped mountains
A brand new dawn
breaks
Night moved onward
into light
Across the land and the
lakes
In shades of red and orange
The sky burns with
fire
Clouds in sunset are
illuminated
Like smoke in a
funeral pyre
As streaks of gold appear in the western sky
I look into her
hypnotic green eyes and sigh
With her in my arms
and romance in my heart,
As the sunset glowed,
I vowed we’d never part
The Red River of the south
Gains it name
From the red-bed
country
Of its watershed
Where it rises on the
slopes
Of the Llano Estacado
mesa
In two branches to
flow east
From the Texas
Panhandle
It acts as the border between
Texas and Oklahoma
Before entering
Arkansas
And winds its way
across
The arid lands of the
Great Plains
And flows into
Louisiana
Bound for the
Mississippi
Perched on the Apple boughs
The Finches sing a
song to please
A song carried on the
air, with
The scent of blossom
on the breeze
The sky is grey and dark
Defying the sun to
appear
Then the wind picks up
And thunder is getting near
Rain follows with lightning
Flashes that strike
fear
And preludes the
thunder
So loud it deafens the
ear
But then its passes on
And the skies are clear
Walking the rugged paths and lanes
Over hill and vale,
through field and wood
Past timbered cottages with thatched roofs
And white picket fences and wishing wells
Ending at a country pub with low oak beams
And brasses decorating
the walls
Such is my idyllic
vision of a country walk
The mist cascaded down the hillside Like a maiden’s hair Tumbling onto her shoulders The bare branches of the birch trees Pierced ...