Rosa Lynn
Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 12:03 pm
Rosa LynnRosa Lynn I’ve got a restless soulThat can’t grow old on a farmer’s fenced in acreThere are trips to oceans, streams and lakesI want to make long before I meet my MakerRosa Lynn there are snow-capped hillsI’ll walk until sweet time robs me of tomorrowCome with me upon cool distant sandsWhere winds of chance are forever ours to followCos for me a home, is a lonesome blue riverThat runs away from the seasThat’s how freedom feels, when bootheels meet the highwayAnd my wild wings meet the breezeRosa Lynn don’t sell your shadow shortSpring can’t afford to feel like the snows of winterLet’s run far because the memoryOf living free is the one thing age can’t hinderI’ll never believe, that just breathing is livingUnless love is your breathLady wander with me, being free warms my spiritAnd your kiss warms my fleshRosa Lynn I’ve got a drifter’s soulI can’t grow old on a farmer’s fenced in acreRosa Lynn walk with me by the moonStart living soon or your life will curse you laterCome with me upon cool distant sandsWhere winds of chance are forever ours to followForever ours to follow…©2007 Robert George