Pacific Shore – Poem

How I long for the Pacific shore, for the misty rain and the forests so raw.

Where the air is fresh, and the waters clean, mountains rise, with a power that gleams.

Longing for days, roaming through the green, sun shining down, and a gentle breeze.

The scent of pine, the sound of the sea, laughter of friends so free.

For the Pacific Northwest holds a special place, the depths of my heart, a smile on my face.

A place where I feel I belong and I’m free, my heart it sings out, with a longing for thee.

So I close my eyes, and I dream of that place, the tall trees towering, and the rain on my face.

For the Pacific Northwest, will always be home, longing for the day, when I’ll finally roam.

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