Take me high above this earth

where birds and clouds drift by,

I'll leave behind the numbered pages

And climb and climb, I'll try.

Will you hold my hand

as we go from limb to limb?

Help forget the ground below,

while climbing on a whim?

Perhaps, we'll get high enough

to see across the land

And, there we'll sit upon a bough,

two climbers, hand-in-hand.

♥♥♥♥