These cliffs, how glorious, Helen! We have driven
Along this route together often enough
Not to have missed this spot before, or given
It more than an unremembered glance. That bluff
Across from us is so spectacular!
And Oh, the pines, so wonderful and rough
Ringing the necks of the rocky hills like fur!
Green fur. Oh Helen, let’s remain a while
Beside this tree and watch the sunset blur
The clouds, the sky, the valley’s sides a mile
Apart; the twilight will be heavenly here.