The Land by S. E. Johnson

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The Land

S.E. Johnson

The land I walk within my heart
A place where eagles fly,
Is full of wonder and delight,
With cloudy castles in the sky.

I call it home this lovely land,
A pristine beauty there,
When breathing in that magic,
I leave my every care.

This land of peace and purity,
Where men cannot yet find,
Between the today and tomorrow,
Is only in my mind.