It was a Seattle mist that fell here today
Swallowed up by the states giant size and parched ground
A desert of a place on the edge of the Panhandle
It left me longing for Mt. Rainer and Puget Sound;
Where miles and miles of flat land & oil wells make up the scenery
Where the lakes and their water are a muddy- red
Where Rattle snakes & Scorpions take up residency
It's like Hell- almost- like sleeping in the Devils bed;
But it was a Seattle mist that fell here today
So unlike the sizzling sun that usually comes 'round
Baking the land & our skin into beyond done
Making me long even more for Mt. Rainer & Puget Sound;
For Lake Washington and the Space Needle
For fresh seafood instead of a Texas steak
For Woodland Park Zoo & the Public Market
For the ever true blue colour of my favorite lake;
It was a Seattle mist that fell here today
Making me realize just what my heart has known all along
Home is truly where ones heart's abides
And from m heart- i will always sing- my Seattle song;
B, Theodora Onken
April 4,2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gajanan and Diane- ithank you both very much for taking the time to read and comment. You are so appreciated.