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Carolina Is Closer

Sitting by a campfire
Poking it with a stick for therapy
Reminiscing about the Tetons
Hiking through mountains
At Shining Rock
The bears of Walnut Bottom
Were not to be found
Or not to be seen
The nights were cold and dark
And she was a beauty queen
We walked and talked together
But once we left the woods
I guess I never saw her again
But the campfires were many
And other mountain trails
Eventually I led me west to find myself
And the Teton dream was true
More than I had imagined it to be
I discovered so much
And she was a beauty queen
I hadn't seen in forty years
But I left that fantasy behind
And I left a part of me out there too
I finally made my way home
And I guess Carolina is closer
But Wyoming is where I'll dream
And talk about in the dark
Sitting around Appalachian campfires

Written by Seed
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Author's Note
As a teen I went on a group camping to North Carolina. One night while sitting around the campfire two guys started talking about the Grand Tetons. They had both been there. As they talked, they seemed to get more and more excited about the Tetons. I had no concept, but years later I went out west to Montana and Wyoming and spent a couple of months at Yellowstone National Park. I went to the Grand Tetons several times. I remembered the guys at the campfire, I know now why they were so excited. It is one of my favorite places in the world.
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