Jake’s land of tomorrow

Jake’s land of Tomorrow

Each step a myriad of miles so many strides in all. For just one glance of Cumberland as crystal waters fall. When day is veiled shall look upon a moon bows rarest glimmer Which forms,reflects an arch of light on still clear waters shimmer.. As  morning casts her beauty; alters Fields to many shades. On gentle rolling meadow grass Her purple blue cascades. Hear symphonies that fill the air   sweet song of  chickadees. Will carry threw the woodland paths to nest in tulip trees.. To glimpse,the blaze of Man o’ war that every colt must follow In Appalachian mountains high to deep secluded hollow. From brow to face those silhouettes each stoop from grinding toil Will reap rewards black glistening jewel holds deep within its soil. In echoed voice of Abraham no thistles here will grow Replaced by blooms of golden rod and trumpet vines on show If time was ours to take my Jake perhaps a moment borrow I’d hold it just to stand with you to see land of tomorrow

What a state

This is how Ellis and I passed the long journey home from london….if you can come up with anymore I’d love to hear them…if I really love one I may give you a signed free copy of my kids book……..

Never met an eskimo with a plaster on his toe sledging down the deep white snow trying to get to Idiho…….

Never met a girl named Shona with a sister called Fiona drinking long and cool corona in a bar in Arizona…….

Never met a desperado eating fresh ripe avocado in a park in Colorado……..

Never met a grizzly bear with pink ribbons in her hair walking round without a care in a mall in Delaware……

Never met an alter boy snging hymms of gods sweet joy looking sweet and rather coy in a church in illinois