Beneath the Bearded Oaks
Where sweet grass blankets grow on yesterdays
And passing years weigh heavy on the trees
Serenity is found in every breeze
Unbridled dreams of youth, now hang and graze
Recalling days gone by with slower ways
Beneath the bearded oaks, time stands at ease
In search of long forgotten memories
Beyond the trail that leads into the haze
Twas here, so long ago, in summer shade
Young lovers traded dreams for purity
They took a chance their love would never fade
Two hearts were joined into futurity
Upon the sweet grass blanket, lost in dreams
Hearts filled with love and bursting at the seams
by Daniel Turner
|