I will see a brown bear I will see a white hare
On my journey very far look look here we are
I will go by Fertile
Through Beltrami though
It will be a close encounter when I see a doe
I see the woods smack dab in my face
I hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees
I smell smoke of an Indian settlement far far away
I touch the cold water of SPRING
I have a feeling of pride when I finally reach my destination
It was long, but I trudged on and made it to my dream