The car glides through
Skyline drive,
The valley beneath,
In hues of yellow and orange…
Herding the girls,
The car meanders;
Through the mountains,
Beneath, the sky-blue sheath….
Shenandoah Valley,
Here I come,
Make way for me, Oh-
“Beautiful Daughter of the Stars”
A time of glee,
Through the lonely breeze,
The scent of purity,
Amidst, falling leaves….
A time of glee,
Through winding roads,
Amidst dark brown trees,
And golden leaves….
A time to cherish,
For years to come,
Of skyline drives,
And grad escapades….
- ഴൊഎ ക
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