As I sit high on my mountain
home listening to the wind through the trees
what story are they trying to tell.
The more I listen, the more my own
thoughts travel to stories I've heard.
About family and friends. Stories told around
a glowing camp fire.
People often ask me "What is so special
about this place?". To some it may look like
any ole mountain. But it is more than that
to me, I can't explain the feeling I get
up here. But the more I think about it
most of it has alot to do with the stories.
Up high on my mountain home. It really
does feel like "home". That is the only
way to explain it. I feel closer to family and
friends. My heart is full of love and
respect for MY MOUNTAIN HOME.
"Deer Hunt - October 1997"
"Hanna, Utah"
