There is a road you must know, living in my home town,
Called Redwood Drive, it will take you both up or down.
No street lamps along the way, in helping you to get by.
Turn east off Highway 101, a fire station to your left side,
An old church at the end, homes numbered seven and five.
Stars do shine with a heavenly grace, so look to the skies,
Those tall trees, absorb ocean breezes, high and low tide.
No finer place can be, filled with recollections, all so alive.
There is no better expanse for growing, learning, to thrive.
O, let us go play before my mind fades of Redwood Drive.

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