It was a cold August day in the Beartooths <br />when I met another hiker with a party <br />from the university at Bozeman <br />all of them eager to climb <br /> <br />As we sat resting on a fallen spruce <br />chatting of this and that <br />the jobs we had in the city <br />and girls we'd known <br /> <br />I looked up at the peaks shining above <br />and caught my breath at the beauty <br />of sky and mountains, alpine peaks <br />and sunny meadows!<br /><br />Michael Pruchnicki<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/big-sky-country/
