THE LAST TRIP

It began in a desert, a steep of terrain
Blows the almighty dust, no sign of the rains.

For mother she spoke, “Can we stop for a rest?”
Her daughter, I answered “I shall fill your request”
Magic was panting from the heat of the sun,
Frantically, wagging his tail for a run.
We stopped at a lonely tree to be found,
In a desert so beautiful, and oh so profound.
We rested, we waffled, together us three,
Underneath a beautiful magnolia tree
.
The winds kicked up with a mighty force,
As we stumbled back to the jeep, with no more remorse.
We needed to clear out our eyes full of dust,
And clean up dog magic, asleep in the truck.
Back to our journey, we ventured ahead,
Mother still resting her once weary head.

I spotted a far the mighty terrain,
We prayed and talked of some almighty rain..
For soon it arrived, to wash away the dust,
The misty sand, with smells of desert must.
I pulled over the jeep, for the lack of deep sleep.
Came to rest upon ourselves, and the worn out  jeep.
A slumberous sleep fell upon the three of us,
For soon, sun shall awake, to clear ot the dust.

Morning awakens with our misty brown eyes
Ahead, a sight, shining through the clear blue sky.
We started again upon our journey, many terrains still up ahead,
Traveling the desert roads, longing for that old sweet bed..
A long ardious trip through the rough terrains
The dusts have all settled from the almighty rains.

For I heard, my mothers, soft whispering sighs,
As she laid down her head, softly a tear she cried.
So beautiful, so wonderful, and oh so serene,
A sight like a beautiful fairy tale dream.
For way up ahead, a castle so stoic and bright,
It's beauty surrounded by the sun's morning light.
Mother whimpered in her still, nearly silent voice “My, what a beautiful place,”
She spoke of the love, she spoke of the faith...
She spoke of the sight in front of her loving face

The castle did stand there, my eyes shining upon it so grand
Adorned, silver and gold, raising to heaven my two hands.
I spoke to my Mother, “we're soon to be there.”
As she spoke in own words, along fell her tears.
“The love in that castle stands there so bright,
We shall thank the Lord guided us to this wondrous sight.”

When we did appear, at the end of our trip no longer the wait,
For finally we've reached, the mighty castle's glorious gate.
The family's all there to greet us, with arms open, outstretched,
Forever, all of us,  together again, in our own eternal rest..

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