VENERATION OF ESSENCE Joel Ash
What makes New Hampshire so great?
This place that I so venerate;
One poet's perspective,
On essence reflective,
Subjective true view of this state.
Four seasons - - I treasure each one,
In summer outdoor life and fun;
Fall leaves orange red,
Winter snow white instead,
Wondrous springtime renewal begun.
So far from the populous press,
Away from the noise, crowds, and stress;
Here amongst mountains,
Midst cascading fountains,
A landscape the sun doth caress.
The culture of earlier times,
Reduction of outrageous crimes;
Days freer and proud,
Less raucous, less loud,
The verses of life with sweet rhymes.
With places that folks come to see,
To sit underneath a shade tree;
To meld with it all,
To hear nature's call,
All this and to be fancy free.
And here is the last but not least,
Like a temple that draws the high priest;
The college, the green,
Dartmouth friends often seen,
Loving ties that have never decreased.
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