By: Sean Perez and Cortney Palm
The shimmering skies are gazing,
through the branches of the White Bark Pine.
The Bison stands awake grazing,
as the cool breeze gently blows with love,
the Bison kisses the air and looks above.
The stars slowly wander,
and the Bison is lost in ponder.
Some fall their way to glory,
as the Bison falls in love with
the world’s story.