Poem by Barbara

North to Alaska was the vacation plan
With a round about tour through Canada's land.
Two up on motorcycles, packed with our goods,
Over vast meadows and through thickened woods.
Mountains snow capped and skirted in green,
Waterfalls weeping from rock walls in between.
God's vibrant pallet, His artistry proclaimed,
His majesty revealed in this awesome domain.

We've seen grizzlies and black bears--a mom and her cubs,
Horned sheep on the rock cliffs and deer in the shrubs,
Moose and grey wolfs abundantly stride
And bald eagles glide over the vast country side.
We've sailed the seas of  Resurrection Bay,
Where otters and seals and horned puffins play.
We were guests in the home of the great humpback whales
And they welcomed us in with a wag of their tales.
Then we viewed from the air all we'd seen from the ground,
The glaciers and mountains, rivers renowned,
And the final adventure before homeward bound
Is five days on the ferry through the Prince William Sound.

We started this tour shrouded in prayer
For our mode of travel, most would not dare.
To our faithful prayer warriors we are in debt,
Please don't stop praying 'cause we're not home yet!