What matters most,
Is the freedom to visit coast to coast.
It’s the wind in your hair,
As you travel across the states, on a dare.
It’s a combination of things,
Like waking up to the sound of birds singing.
It’s the rising morning sun,
Allowing for a day made for fun.
It’s the little voice laughing in joy
From natures priceless gifts, not a store bought toy.
It’s the feeling of having it all,
Even when it’s colder in the fall.
It’s the lake that resembles a sheet of glass,
That you can ski across with class.
It’s appreciating nature,
Aware of the environment and that you really do care!