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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Dorry's Ridge Frank Halliwell In the fading days of summer; in the early afternoon, We climbed the path that winds to Dorry's Ridge.. Where the crispness of the autumn air fortold a snowfall soon On the rolling hills beyond the Springtown Bridge. See the reds and golden yellows of the woods up on the hill Where the maples stood all summer dressed in green. Can you feel the breath of winter in the early evening chill With the north wind stealing down the lake unseen? Does a sense of wonder fill you, when the wild geese fill the sky As they start their yearly journey to the south.. And the strung-out chains of emigrants call loudly as they fly Past the rocky point down by the river's mouth.. And when once more it's silent, and our world is still again, And our geese have disappeared beyond our view, I'll lead you down the ridge, along the pathway from our glen, And wander back along the lake with you. On Dorry's Ridge the snow lies deep, and up along the hill.. The maples stand forlorn; their branches bare. The lake lies deep beneath the ice; caught tight in winter's chill The fox is sleeping soundly in her lair. But one day soon the spring will come, the land will blossom then, And life will wake again, as nature planned. We'll climb the long path to the ridge, returning to our glen, And watch the geese returning, hand in hand.. o0o
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