The tall utopia Mountains in shades of Purple, Blue and Gray
Is a retreat away from people and city life
They will call out your name to come and stay
Wooden Cabins painted in White
In the Wilderness
Nature will beckon you to her calling
A Coffee pot brewing
An old Typewriter clunking away as the Writer types steadily
Thoughts on paper
Cat sits up near the Window watching outside the Birds in the trees
Rolls of Cigars from an old Prince Albert tobacco can wait
Mud Boots near the door for Walks up into the Woods
Badgers, Squirrels, and Rabbits play in their backyards
As the Coyotes howl in the evenings
To welcome the traveler
To stay.
