Red horizons

Endless red horizons go on and on,

As the sun blazes a fire in the sky,

Those blazing summer days I dwell upon,

The memories still take me to on high.

Oh, how to be a simple child again,

Roaming free amongst the dry red desert,

Back when my incessant wonder began,

To grow my mind and my big open heart.

Freeing the goannas from Dad’s garden,

With my big brother and my twin sister,

To save strawberries from growing barren,

Oh, how over the years I have missed her.

I miss those simple, yet wonderful days,

I remember them now in the sun’s rays.