Trail Rambling #2




Oceans of a different kind



There are oceans up here of a different kind,

Up here in the alpine.

Bluer and cleaner than anything you’ll find in the maritime

Ain’t no barbecuers or sunbathers up here

What you will find is a creature of a different kind.

Just walks along all day to pass the time.

When it gets too hot, jump in the water to cool off,

Butt naked, like it’s all he’s got.

Lie on the grass like a lazy ass,

To dry off.

Before he hits the trail again,

Waitin’ for another tale to begin.


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