Maine a Place of Magic

Haunting lighthouses up and down the coast Humming noises pass through like a ghost Jagged rocks that can be seen from afar Some of them so big and black as tar Bar harbor a vacationing spot filled with dreams Joyous sounds of children on the beach that gleams In the marshy distance an artists paints They worship this scenery like a lonely saint Maine and its landscape of beautiful places It shines like a jewel Amongst the local face The smell of the sea in your clothes Cool emerald water that tickling your toes So much to see, so much to enjoy Whales leaping in the air From a distance, they look like toys The morning sun wakes here on east first For some it’s a blessing for others a curse Miles of mountains lakes and streams A fishermen delight it all that it seems If ever I place remains in your soul It’s the breathtaking wildlife You viewed here on a stroll