Through a twister she journeyed across the sky,

From her home in Kansas she and her dog said goodbye.

To fantasy from reality in a place she fell,

Of tiny people in this land, where they did dwell.

If home is where she wanted then a walk she would take,

Down a long road of yellow brick to a city she would make.

Along the way, three friends she would meet,

Searching for something, each one was unique.

Till the end they would fight a wicked soul,

Conquer and receive what it was they were told.

Click your heels together, one, two, three,

There’s no place like home, back there she would be.

Keith Garrett

4 thoughts on “THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD

  1. Lovelovelove The Wizard of Oz. I cut my teeth on these stories, and still have many of the books I grew up with. Glad I stopped by to say hello and read some poetry, and thank you for following my blog!

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