Those Who Wander in Mount Rainier
For those who wander in Mount Rainier, are you just passing by, or are you dreaming of going to America’s fifth national park, or are you a furry…
For those who wander in Mount Rainier, are you just passing by, or are you dreaming of going to America’s fifth national park, or are you a furry…
I cross the border along a pine-kissed road Oregon, it reads, that much beloved sign Unassuming, stickers of every kind Signs of those who on this way bestowed…
Words of a redwood tree float through my ears They are not the letters we know, speak or write They do not know sadness, happiness, or fears No,…