Lyric Poetry by Karen

       Paradise Pastures (Tune of " Paradise City " by Guns N' Roses)   Take me out to the paradise pastures Where the grass is green and the views bring raptures Take me there (oh please take me there) Take me out where life’s rhythm matters to a lovely scene that can bring some answers Let’s go there (oh please let’s go there)   Urbanite gettin’ away from the street Free to go to a calm retreat I’m not your charity case, I’m not the elite. I’m gonna take my time Goin’ to a place sublime   Rags to riches isn’t how I play Hard, honest work feels good at the end of the day. Life may be a game but fair play is the better way Everybody’s earning their dime You gotta keep walkin the line   I’ll be goin’ to the paradise pastures With the fresh mown hay and purple asters Yes, that’s where I’m goin’ Pack my bags for the paradise pastures Where I can lay in soft, tall grasses I won’t bring my ph...

(Tune of “ Change the World ” by Eric Clapton)   As I reach for the fruit Picked from the trees embrace I bite into the drupe And savor the rich, sweet taste   I glance down below to see The fruit basket is full So many rows of trees. It’s truly a marvel   If I could Change the world There would be lovely orchards all around The earth would be a place where fruit abounds Surely, If I could Change the world   I pull grapes from the vines Hanging from the trees The juice is natures wine Offered for all to please   The birds come down to eat In the garden at day’s end Giving us a place to meet Feeding nature’s friends   If I could Change the world There would be productive plants in every yard Fruitful plants and trees would stay in high regard. Surely, If I could Change the world