Michigan, a place where my life began

Where running waters filter the land

Her complexion so bold, as red, yellow, gold

What a beautiful sight to behold!

Her wonderland colors, come in the fall

Just before winter starts to call

From the meadows of green, to glistening white

Her face is covered over night.

She brings a friend from far away

Frosty is back, for kids to play

Music seems to fill the air

While snowflakes fall without a care.

Michigan, a place where life begins

Now frozen lakes and fishermen

Sloping ski runs, beckon the call…

Wooing many, large and small.

Then in the spring, she turns around

With seeds of colors, to cover her ground

Fragrance now inhabits the air

As springtime, radiates everywhere.

Enticingly, she courts us for a while

Tempting summertime, with her smile

Michigan, a place where life begins

Renewing seasons with old friends.

© Copyright 2003 Dawn K. Smith  All rights reserved.

Written 11/12/93