Mountain Hut
Mountain Hut
There is a mountain hut I know
Nestled away from rain and snow
I’m always welcome when I go
For we are known from long ago
Here where the trees I know by name
Where all for sure will be the same
When life is changing ever fast
It’s nice to find that some things last
The smell of the bush
The evening hush
Mighty man with humble grace
All are welcome in this place
It’s raining on the tin roof
As if I needed further proof
That sheltered here away from storms
A feeling of oneness that forms
A mountain man at home up here
That we could lose this place I fear
For future hunters, this I ask
Protect this heritage that it might last
Honouring the memories of Hunters past
Copyright © Brian Cosgrove | Year Posted 2014
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