A Second Life – Green Mountain Coffee
Off their main streets
Woven through the state
Vermont basks in astute minds.
All that goes, all that moves,
Lily flower thoughts are allowed here.
Here, on a painted porch
Heavy brackets lifting an ancient roof
Painted cedar shingles
At the brow of the green mountains
Mansard roofs, cupola peaks are
Standing guard over
Everything that will be accepted.