Trials & Tales of Tucson

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Don't Make Me Leave This Place

The birds singing
the breeze blowing-
Don't make me leave this place.

Everything is so green
no words can explain what i've seen-
Don't make me leave this place.

The trail slithers
oh how i'm in a dither-
Don't make me leave this place.

Mountains rise on every side
Earth's rules i must now abide-
Don't make me leave this place.

Each gurgling creek
kind of makes me have to take a leak-
Don't make me leave this place.

All the beauty make my eyes go hazy
though i know in my soul i'm far from crazy-
Don't make me leave this place.

My mind wanders back to society and it makes me bleed
Nature and companionship are all i need-
Don't make me leave this place.

Each vibrant wildflower scent the air so sweet
conquering every steep ridge is no small feat-
Don't make me leave this place.

With every repeated step my body grows sore
yet, with every repeated step my body craves more-
Don't make me leave this place.

My time to leave is coming near
to be in a car headed home- this i fear-
Don't make me leave this place, For this is my home.

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