Once you've been there
Looked out in the morning,
saw the hurricane's approach;
Coming from the islands,
travelling fast down the coast.
Time to hit the highway,
got my seat upon the coach,
Going to the mountains
where the waters won't encroach.
The cabins been well kept,
the fire place is in flame;
The larder's always full
with food, simple and plain.
We've heard on the news
there will be a massive storm,
Yet, upon this mountain,
we are safe and dry and warm.
There's no TV up here
nor no flash electric light;
The generator works
but it's only run at night.
The water from the stream
is quite cold and oh so pure
And there's trout a' plenty
that will take quick to your lure.
Sunrises are gorgeous,
the sunsets are held in awe;
Distant snow-capped mountains
are the best you ever saw.
The mountain pass is lit
by the rising of the moon,
Soon the night-time hunters
will be passing by us soon.
Thinking of the city
and the multitudes within,
Seems they end up crazy
but I guess you can't blame them.
Once thought of returning,
even got my bags to pack,
Then suddenly I knew
this ol' man ain't going back!
Copyright © Daniel Larson | Year Posted 2025
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