California Fantasy
by Tripleguess

There is an isle near India
And earthly paradise
Whose borders do the sea embrace
Whose forests brush the sky.

Its mountains are with silver tipped
Their foothills clothed in gold
The north feels not the want of rain
The south, no deadly cold.

There is an isle near India
Whose lakes reflect the sky
Whose valleys span from east to west
Near earthly paradise.