There's no place like the Pennsylvania Dutch Country. Especially in the fall. It's a spectacular show of colors. Summer will introduce you to shades of green, you didn't know existed. Growing, but still old world in the Dutch Country. It's not very exciting, but it certainly is quaint and beautiful. Good struddle too!

~ My Pennsylvania ~


The rolling hills in Pennsylvania,
With their summer shades of green.
Clustered color, upon color,
White church steeples, tucked between.


The Amish riding buggies,
A pleasant, ordinary, sight.
clip-clopping into their secret world,
Lanterns glowing in the night.


New Spring in Pennsylvania,
Forever changing, every year,
Wild flowers, hay and new born calfs,
Announcing Spring is here.


Winter blows its icy chill,
In a wonderland of snow.
Children love to see it coming,
Parents love to see it go!


But Fall, oh Fall, a glorious time,
God chose this place to show,
His colorful leaves, floating and flying,
Doing a dance, only fall leaves know.


Traveling places, here and there,
Makes no matter, where I stray.
My heart will always wander,
Back to the hills of my PA.



COPYRIGHT1997 BONNIE TORRENTE