Let me lead you along the paths
Which wind through the forest
On their way to the mountain tops.
We can rest along the ridge
While nature’s creatures roam freely
Along the tree line below us.
As night falls, we can camp
Beneath the warm, distant stars,
And awake to the early morning dew.
I will hold you closely here
On this sunny mountain top
And you will truly know
That you have loved.
May 23, 1982
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