By Chance LaVoie
The river winds through the hills,
Through rolling hills covered with windmills.
The ocean in the background adds to the scenery,
Not to mention the birds laughing in the luscious greenery
The chirps of the coastal canaries add to the atmosphere,
And bring cheer to all that can hear.
The sky is dotted with dark rain clouds,
So beautiful, it should attract crowds.
The beauty leaves you staring into the abyss,
And brings enjoyment similar to a kiss.
For the unlucky ones who never pass-through,
Their jealousy is justified by the jaw-dropping view.
The landscape and solitude need to be enjoyed before it disappears, Because over the years,
Natural beauty eventually erodes,
And the popularity eventually explodes.