Just got back from a wonderful trip to the Rocky Mountains. We didn't
listen to much music (in addition to the natural type), so I had this
snippet going through my head the whole week!!! It was perfect since words
to describe all the beauty I experienced failed me:
I was born and raised
In New York City
I'm just getting used to Colorado
Oh street bravado
Carry me
Why did you bring me to
A place so wild and pretty?
Are there pigeons in this park
Muggers after dark
In these golden trees
In the secret place?
I'm going to take you to
My special place
It's a place no amount of hurt and anger
Can deface
I put things back together there
It all falls right in place
In my special space
My special place
Kerry
(who hopes to have the time to catch up on digests)
