OVER THE RAINBOW

Where dreams await those who wish,

Fantasies come to life, a heart does not ache.

The magic of possibilities are a reach away,

Hurtful things have not a place to play.

Where beautiful things can’ not be destroyed,

Birds of blue fly, they sing in the sky.

Nothing to make you cry beyond a rainbow up so high,

All the trees are filled with a fruit so sweet.

Over the rainbow where all things imagined may come true,

Thoughts of love and hope are clearly understood but heard of once before.

Might there be such a place where these things can come true.?

Keith Garrett