This is a tale of a hike up Mt San Gorgonio from Camp Osito Rancho and I had the honor of singing one night at campfire to it’s author.

Moon on the Meadow
Moon on the meadow, bugs in our ears
Smoke in our eyes, wet wood and tears
On up the meadow, water somewhere
We were the only ones there.

Wild horse to Slushy, Dry Lake, the Peak
Finding the love everyone seeks.
Hiking to rainbows, sunsets and stars
Just finding out who we are.

We will return here, one lucky day
Our hearts will guide us, they know the way
People in cities don’t understand
Falling in love with the land

Moon on the meadow, bugs in our ears
Smoke in our eyes, wet wood and tears
On up the meadow, water somewhere
With you my friend, I am there.

And by her friend, Rusty

Memories linger forever when all else dies
Meeting and living and happy goodbyes
Farewell til we meet again, my friend
Take care of you.

Oh golden are special memories kept close to your heart
special to you
Oh cherish,I’ll cherish my memories of you,
my friend special, special are you.