My country tis of Michigan

June juniper gin

fir driftwood campfire

gingery spruce trees

evergreen queen's empire


lakeland limber lost 

My own memories

lost and found again

among back dune trees


sun bleached beach sand

stark sparkles in mist

silica quartz bits

amid mica schist 



Our lakeside church pew

by Gitche gummee

on rain drenched bench

sat my granddad and me


Mighty Michigan 

I worship at your shrine

in dear little hut

carved out of pine


how I love my lake

My heartland tis of thee

I will sing forever

of thy majesty





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