In the Valley of Welles by Morgan Welles Today, as I took a walk through The valley of Welles, such A beauty that lies within The rocks, trails, and the falls. There is a place where Clear blue skies embrace Where the trees are high And are rooted within rocks. As I lift my head up to The sun that dries my tears, That falls from my eyes, there Is a breeze among the redwoods. In the early morning as I Follow the longest trails, Keeping my steps steady and strong Mountains, blue skies, animals, white snow. Welles with many trails and sceneries Of beauty, hikes, through John Muir and Glacier Mountains, peaceful feelings Here In the valley of Welles.