Ode to the Desert

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The Call of the Desert

 

By: Sherone Taylor

 

My folks live in the desert

Somewhere south of here and there.

They talk about the beauty.

They say they want to share

 

With all the family living

In the mountains far away.

Come to the desert, children

We're betting you will stay.

 

The mountain folk came to see

If the desert was the place

To settle in as old folks

With wrinkles on our face.

 

Though living in places green

Has always been our way

We think we might just venture

To the desert just to play.

 

Our winters are too harsh

in the God forsaken land.

We want to toast our frosty toes

In the sunshine and the sand.

 

Wise Mother and Wise Father,

Your example we must heed.

The plant that you are growing

Started as your seed!