I’ll Be There
This poem comes from Autumn Leaves:
Where wild winds rush,
Causing sea waves through tall grass.
Where crystal clear water
Crashes and dances in rocky stream beds.
Where tall stately evergreens
Climb up mountain ladders.
Where eyes narrow and strain
To absorb distant, hazy vistas.
Where wild animals still find refuge
In nature’s embrace.
Where eagles still glide free
Through space and time.
Where colorful cutthroat trout
Lurk in clear, cold, rocky domains.
Where golden aspen leaves shake,
Then fall in cold, clean air.
Find this special place and look for me —
Cause I’ll be there.
Posted on October 12, 2013, in Uncategorized and tagged aspen, autumn leaves, crystal clear water, eagles, mountains, nature, poem, Poetry, rocky stream beds, stately evergreens, tall grass, trout, wild animals, wild winds, winds. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.