One more time before I die,
I'd like to walk with you.
To gaze up at your clear blue sky,
Like something fresh and new.
One more time before I die,
To behold your snow capped peaks.
To see the ravens as they fly,
With sidewinders in their beaks.
One more time before I die,
I'd walk your burning sands.
To hear the wind and to reply,
Oh that would be so grand.
One more time before I die,
I'd spend a night with you.
To hear coyotes when they cry,
That's what I'd like to do.
7/19/12 Alton Texas
Vivid images of a very beautiful scenery, no wonder you love it so much.
A beautiful poem, ..hope you have many, many years for your wishes to come true.
Beautiful write Juan, but I hope you will have a good many more than one more time. Sounds like a wonderful place to be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I sure want to go with you.A great flowing song of nature's beauty.Though a lament this was a joyful tribute to read. Just a beaut.