My Home

A little comparison

The city has its buildings
Some seem to reach the sky
Visitors look up in awe
Not often knowing why

City streets are loud and jammed
Their volume doesn’t drop
Taxis’ horns and buses’ fumes
This country boy yells STOP

My home has its mountain tops
And they do reach the sky
They climb right into the clouds
God made them that is why.

Visitors look up in awe
God makes my sky so blue
They wonder at the eagles
As they soar into view.

My valleys are so peaceful
And empty at first glance
But soon you hear the bird’s song
And see the mule deer prance

My rivers run fresh and pure
The air is crisp and clean
It might take your breath away
The vista is so green


Diamonds fill my skies at night
I sleep to the wolves’ song
And may reach to touch the moon
Peaceful sleep afore long

The morning sun wakes me
I rise, my spirit free.
A new day lies before me
Its wonders fore to see.