See Ya! Poem by Saint Eule

Some loved ones come and go,
Like the freshly fallen snow.
Then they melt away into tears.

Some loved ones stay awhile,
Bless us with their smile.
Give us warmth in their golden years.

Tiger lilies, fresh corn by the roadside.
All remind me of home away.
The mountain air - the wild deer grazing,
The cool creek on a hot day.

The humming birds seem to like to
visit in the spring.
The ferns and the mountain laurel
add a touch of bling.

An occasional turkey or pheasant
scamper across the road.
The Amish call us english but we
are from the coal region abode.

This whole family picnic adventure is a wanna be a,
till we meet again my friend- is always just a See ya!