Michigan

Mute forests, harmony with nature some prefer Intimate times in her lakes and fields Cities, huge, cramped, cacophonic clamor Hit the forest every weekend Is still pure, when you go "way up there" Great untouched woods of the north Another cannot compare with the Great Lakes Splendor None need try, none need dare as I will ferociously defend her. Embrace her in her beauty, if perhaps someday you go, Enojoy autumn leaves, fishing her the lakes or playing in the snow