Bean Hill Road

Bean Hill Road

The lightest dusting flakes of snow
Lay on the green grass floor
The evergreens are standing proud
As the hill hides many more
Two valleys I see to the north
The sky a powder blue
No clouds to float by lazily
A deer comes into view

It wanders round in front of me
Then chews the near ice grass
There is no sound, nothing to hear
Not even from the pass
Then nightfall brings so many stars
Coyotes howl nearby
Amidst the coldest cold of winds
Where nature seems not shy

This sanctuary for loving life
With outstretched arms of peace
My days on here are getting short
I wish they’d never cease
Goodbye Bean Hill my dear old friend
Again, you’ve filled my heart
With happiness and wonderment
Your natures work of art

©️KarlTearney