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Would you like to come?


Would you like to come? It’s a sixteen mile hike Up a mountain to the top We will view the beautiful trees Smell nature in the breeze Of course, is the reply We leave the night before First, we drive and drive We laugh and talk on our way Arrival and stretch out our legs What fun is happening now We lay awake for hours Laughing, talking, admiring the stars The bed is a bit bouncy But of course, it is a trampoline Wake up call at six Did we even sleep? I think perhaps we did not But it doesn’t matter, today we walk We begin our hike, joyful Good souls admiring creation We make it to the top With little adventure The cliff up top is high The wind is blowing through Her backpack went diving! Oh now what do we do? Down the cliff he scales A hero to the rescue Back up he climbs with his prize Inside, the phone broken Communication gone We start back down the mountain Laughing at crazy adventure We reach the cool stream Our feet are sore The water is wonderful, numbing We walk some more, until the end Triumphant we are For sixteen miles did we go As friends we began, and ended Legs sore and tired, We drive back to our homes Remember our little weekend adventure Wanting to do it again Would you like to come?
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