Come Away

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Come away with me

To the boardwalk by the sea.

We'll make pictures with our footprints,

Feed the seagulls and the dogs,

Make believe we're mermaids

And quote good books long out of print.


Come away with me

To the castle on the peak

We'll drink hot chocolate by the fire,

Frolic in the powdery snow,

Write poetry in pine green ink,

And whisper of times expired.


Come away with me

To the cottage in the field.

We'll picnic in wet grass at daybreak,

Giggle at elephants in the sky,

Swim in the cold, gurgling creek

And hold these moments, ours to make.

Come away...

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