St.Joes
The view is picture perfect
Busy birds will sing their songs
The Deer will come right up to you
I feel like I belong
Time continues ticking
So it always moves along
For years I've felt so very weak
But now I'm feeling strong
The morning air is crisp
The sky a pretty blue
Im living in the moment now
And learning what to do
The the strength I gain from such a sight
I feel it in my heart
There is no better time than now
So nows the time to start
I'd like to make a difference now
But man im getting older
I fear I'm running out of time
Heavy weight is on my shoulders
At St.Joes i get to find myself
I'm blessed with such a gift
With all the friendly faces
And my spirit starts to lift
The fox's chase their tails
With snow that caps the mountains
Remembering my youth again
This place must be the fountain
The wind will whisper beautifully
The mountain is alive
Im on my knees and thanking God
For helping me survive
Different color variations
In the middle of the fall
I wish I never had to leave
But I can't have it all
The lake is so serene
In the morning when its still
Am I coming back to visit?
Yes i think I will
No longer scared to face myself
I know that I am worth it
While accepting this reality
Man... The view is picture perfect
By Stephen George
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