Pemigewasset Wilderness

We stitched our ribbons through your heart From end to end we threaded We sewed right to your fingertips – And every stitch you dreaded We tramped along your shoulders broad To weave our little lines – How nimble were our fingers then How clever our design! We jabbed and pierced and buttoned you We pulled the stitches tight – For us an act of liberty For you an act of night We gaze now on our handiwork As on a work of art A wilderness of emerald Mapped out upon a chart But, ‘lest we think we’ve mastered you Once every little while You raise yourself and startle us With lightning in your smile!