
A cool Autumn morn is upon me as I wake to the sun in my eyes,
This day is different as I admire an amazing sunrise.
Crystal clear water so perfect, so untouched, so new,
I glance up at the sky in it's wonderful brilliant blue.
The fog is lifting ever so slowly as I stroll to take it all in,
The sun is beating upon me so softly, gently caressing my skin.
I can hear the sounds of nature, the birds sing a new song,
I can hear them calling to me, this is where I belong.
The wind is subtle, freshness is all around,
I can see the leaves falling like snow to the ground.
Paradise is the only word I can speak,
I am in awe at this beauty, everything is unique.
I climb along the rocks that are perfectly placed,
I fell at one with my surroundings, so easily embraced.
Longing to stay and to never let go,
She is agreeing with me, she is telling me so.
All I can think about is how I can't leave,
West Virginia is my stronghold, upon her I can cleave.
Misty rivers, mazes of beauty, too much to take in,
Take me home in my spirit and my mind, I long to be there again.
Brandy S. Cato
Age:29
This poem is dedicated to all true West Virginians who can appreciate her untouched beauty.
This picture is Summersville Lake in Autumn. Courtesy of WVpics.com
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