Paradise


Take me to the fields of green,
where everything is calm and quiet.
No worries, just serene.
Take me where the birds rest on our shoulders,
and the foxes feed from our hands.
We discovered them. We call them our lands.
Take me where the winds from the beach spray our faces.
Where you smile and laugh and my heart races.
I love our place of all places.
Just like the sun was meant to rise,
take me to our paradise.

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