Joyride
do you know what I think
is the best feeling in the world?
going on a joyride
with you.
the simple pleasure of the
world passing by in shades of green
morning sun shining down
while your arms hold me is
better than
a fresh bowl of chicken and rice
cool grass on a summer night
sweeter than
peanut butter from a spoon
long naps in the afternoon
warmer than
movies by the crackling fire
your arms as they lift me higher
higher than my hands can reach
farther than my feet can leap
I grow tired of running
my days of walking are
crawling to an end
all I want now is for you to
lift me
carry me
take me
on one more joyride
with you.