Rolling waves as such as so.
With beaches so clean in older days,
With tall trees blown in the wind.
Now Bear Lake Blues has succumbed, with overgrown weeds as just so, to the creepy
Crawlies of as such.
Do we miss Bear Lake Blues we do, to bid farewell was a sorry sum sight.
Miss you we do like memories entwined into footprints of the sand.
Bear Lake Blues
What a sight with regeneration and naturalness, shall you return to
Righteousness , spirit, and beauty and splendor.
Bear Lake Blues
Sylvia Adams
Prince George
