Tuesday, November 15, 2016

There's No Place I'd Rather Be


There’s No Place

There’s no place I’d rather be
(this is to the tune of the above song. The melody that this poem is written to go with starts at 20 seconds into the video and goes till 1:25)

I am twelve whole hours from comfort,
A concrete road is all I see.
But I know that when we get there,
There’ll be no place I’d rather be.
I would wait forever,
Just to see that hickory tree.
In the driveway of your cabin,
Where I can be so wild and free.

With every breath I take,
From the dock out on the lake.
Floating so lazily
The breeze blows through the trees,
The birds sing melodies
Here I can truly be

All my worries are gone; it’s amazing,
5 whole days of prime relaxation
Do whatever I want, it’s vacation
If I’m in Michigan, there’s no place I’d rather be.

~ S. Rae


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