Free the dream within
to ride the dunes again
Mother cry's a tear
To have her children near
The dunes call out a sigh
For there is no reply

Look beyond
Where your heart can see
The place we dream of
Mother G

A voice is calling
from deep inside
Guiding you home
To be by her side

With dunes open wide
Mother waits
And heaven weeps for her.


By the way this is my first attempted at something like this.



[This message has been edited by DUNE (edited 07-13-2001).]

Beautiful Tom...see because of dune addict being such a space cadet i learned your name...lol

...I can hear slappy sniveling...someone hand him a tissue...

sniff...sniff...Beautimus, absolutely beautimus. Slappy needed dat sooooo bad Mr. Dune, Slappy thank you. You know right where dat piece be goin...da McScr-appbook.

You got da passion Mr. Dune, even on your first attempt. You be havin un-tapped talent dat you didn't even know you had, now it be time to let it blossom...Slappy gonna light a candle for ya, and NO...not because of a 'mcflatulation', but because it be fittin for da moment...OOOHHHHHH Slappy feelin it now....Slappy gonna........HUM!...HUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

Good one Dune.

Thanks again for the wonderful interior feelings that I am experiencing right now. I sure miss my sand fix. Gotta get it soon or I may not make it to the next, no, Iwill make it. I think I can, I think I can. Peace

Maybe I'll come up with another one soon. But entail then thank for the replys.

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[This message has been edited by DUNE (edited 08-02-2001).]