The summer lands call to me
They beckon from across tranquil sea.
They call on the air a sirens song
Leading me onward to the place I belong.
A place of joy like I’ve never known
A place where I would be free to roam
A place where my feet can feel earthy loam.
A place I can finally call home.
SummerLands
About Me
A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.
RedRavenPoems 
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