Ken and Sally [poem]

Ken and Sally

Ken, a king summoned by the Lord,

A man seeking adventure,

Singing aloud with a mighty chord,

Hitting a note high above the valley.

In the glen meadows, flowery scents bring pleasure,

Peering out over the land,

Everyone lending a healthy hand,

Guided by the Lord's grand plan.

Oh, Ken, my Sally,

Carry on through the night,

An army marches to a lover's retreat,

My heart is yours, shining bright.

A train travels through the mountainous valley,

Tracks leading to the land below,

You descend to visit dear Sally,

With open arms and a joyful glow.

Hugging tight, she asks you,

"Where have you been?"

"Open my Lord, let me pray,

Let me sing, let me play."

Oh, Ken, my Sally,

Carry on through the night,

An army marches to a lover's retreat,

My heart is yours, shining bright.

Let me strike that hidden chord, my love,

Together we'll soar above,

In melodies that bind our souls,

Forever strong, forever whole.

Oh, Ken, my Sally,

Carry on through the night,

An army marches to a lover's retreat,

My heart is yours, shining bright.

Ken and Sally,

A love that's true,

Hand in hand, forevermore,

Under skies of endless blue.