I walked into the far fields one day,
because I happened to know the way.

I walked into the far fields one day,
because I didn't have to pay.

I walked into the far fields one day,
because I just had to get away.

I walked into the far fields one day,
because I was weary and feeling gray.

I walked into the far fields one day,
because I wanted to smile again and play.

I walked into the far fields one day,
because I wanted to escape the strife and fray.

I walked into the far fields one day,
because I did not care what the people say.

I walked into the far fields one day,
because I wanted to rest and pray.

I walked into the far fields one day,
and decided that I would forever stay.



- (C) by Sloane J. 2007

this is good

-with love