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.