Poem -
The Smoky Mountains and Barbecue
The Smoky Mountains
A canvas painted gray with pine trees
The Smokies rise with a hazy gray smoke
Hickory smoke paints the mountains in a smoky haze
From burning embers in a smoky maze
A smoky haze fills the crisp air with barbecue
Barbecue ribs, bacon, hotdogs, and hamburgers
The smoky air hangs thick with barbecue
A taste of barbecue and the Smoky Mountains
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All men find their souls in the majestic mountains. Lovely Poem.