This poem was written for a friend.He grew up in the Adirondacks of New York state.A simple man who never had much in life as far as material things.He work hard for his money and had a quiet and gentle spirit.I wrote several poems for him as he asked me to.
There is a place I've come to know
and to this place I often go
this place is often quiet and still
but you never know whats over the hill
crashing through the brush may be a dear or a grouse
scurrying in the leaves a squirrel or a mouse
white pine and spruce here do grow
and in the fall there is a show
maple,oak,birch and beech all seem aglow
leaves with colors like a bright rainbow
wild turkeys call and coyotes howl
caw-caw of the crow,hoot hoot of an owl
here the fox and bobcat prowl
there are trout in the streams so crystal clear
soaring eagles do fly here
this place I love and hope will always be the same
the Adirondacks is its name
August 25th 1990
A fine museum with an Adirondack theme.
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