|A view of our sleeping giant, Fall Mountain, North Walpole, NH|
I was raised in the shadow of the mountain;
an ever-present, ever-watchful giant
who vigilantly guards our village.
A fierce protector; we’d rarely hear
his voice except when thunder threatened…
then when he would echo a noise
so loud…so terrifying… it
could chase any storm away.
Returning to my village,
once again I feel the
giant’s watchful eye,
and know that I am home.
©Ginny Brannan October 2012
|A view from the Giant's "eye": Bellows Falls, VT|