National Poetry Month

Bright Shining Mountains


It’s national poetry month and I thought I’d share this sweet poem about growing up in the last best place.

Growing Up in Montana
For childhood excitement,
For a life full of fun,
Montana, Montana, truly is the one.
Glorious sunsets over bright shining mountains,
Strengthening hikes where the mountain lion pounces,
Oh, where is the place of a child’s smiling face?
Montana, Montana is truly the place.


And for that spectacular sunset you may want to read:

Until next time,

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