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Utterly Unique Oregon landscape
Utterly
Quote: “It is utterly false and cruelly arbitrary to put all the play and learning into childhood, all the work into middle age, and all the regrets into old age”. -- Margaret Mead
On a spring morn bathed in golden light,
I'm enchanted by the mist, a breathtaking sight,
Like stairways to heaven, from the lake they rise,
Utterly spellbound, I wander beneath azure skies.
Yet wars rage on in lands afar,
Where freedom falters 'neath a tyrant's star,
Innocents fall, hostages to greed's cruel deal,
Utterly disheartened by the leaders' heart of steel.
But amidst the chaos, wildflowers bloom,
On the ridge they dance, dispelling gloom,
Sparrows and swallows in a joyous spree,
Utterly beautiful, a sight so lovely, it sets the spirit free.
On a warm afternoon, thoughts drift anew,
Watch deer and chase turkeys, in sun's warm hue,
And in quiet repose, my aging frame does rest,
Utterly, I must write a poem, before I forget.
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