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Mist floats high upon the cool gray sky Stillness broken by the red hawks cry Dawn breaks slow in the mountains cool Dewdrops form into a pool Mountain laurel blooms fill the air A Nuthatch sings without a care Clouds float across like peaceful dreams Brook trout play in cold clear streams White pines tower, ferns carpet the ground Sheer rock faces with waterfalls abound Day lilies reach for the sun through the trees Blackberries, muscadines, and honeybees White tail deer run free and play Black bear cubs sleep all day Grandfather Mountain reaches higher than most Cross her bridge and you can boast Appalachian Trail runs through its heart Through the Blue Ridge Mountains from its start Breathe taking beauty for all to see The lord and his handy work will ever be © William Power 2011
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Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 1:15 PM UTC
The Blue Ridge
Mist floats high upon the cool gray sky Stillness broken by the red hawks cry Dawn breaks slow in the mountains cool Dewdrops form into a pool Mountain laurel blooms fill the air A Nuthatch sings without a care Clouds float across like peaceful dreams Brook trout play in cold clear streams White pines tower, ferns carpet the ground Sheer rock faces with waterfalls abound Day lilies reach for the sun through the trees Blackberries, muscadines, and honeybees White tail deer run free and play Black bear cubs sleep all day Grandfather Mountain reaches higher than most Cross her bridge and you can boast Appalachian Trail runs through its heart Through the Blue Ridge Mountains from its start Breathe taking beauty for all to see The lord and his handy work will ever be © William Power 2011
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Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 1:15 PM UTC
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