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| Category - Places | | A Poem from the Washington Recollections Collection | | Soundview - Viewed 1662 Times | David Devaney
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April 07, 2004 |
A little south of where the pass,
two islands does divide.
Down one hill and up the next,
is a view that’s long and wide.
An old white table in the grass,
Drive Thru Expresso stand.
The San Juan Islands to the west,
There’s beauty in this land.
A driftwood log of sailfish form
does beckon one and all.
The pine trees leaning from the wind,
to north and east they fall.
Single engine private planes
rising overhead.
Across the cloudless sky they soar,
through sunsets amber red.
Boats upon the emerald green
trolling Puget Sound.
Deception Pass just to the north
does many hearts astound.
Vancouver, he discovered it,
and named it Whidbey isle.
Its beauty is beyond compare,
its fragrance does beguile.
So if you venture north and west
then south do “Twenty” take.
Just beyond Deception Bridge
your heart a friend will make.
Do stop here for a moments rest,
a cup of chocolate brew.
And you will find time does stand still
and dreams can all come true. | | © 2004 David Devaney |
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