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Oregon Trail
by Leonard M HawkesYou would not have been here now,
Not in this season,
The road from the East was far--
But the bleakness,
The silent settling of the March mist,
The desolate spread of cedar and scrub,
This rich, plain Western beauty
All still sing of you--
Enticing, I would say--
Here on this summit,
Where no one yet has come to claim
Or stay; today, you
Might have had the inclination.
06/20/2007 Author's Note: Roy Summit, Southern Idaho; March 2007
Posted on 06/20/2007
Copyright © 2024 Leonard M Hawkes
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