Old McKenzie View-     by Chuck Messinger
It’s just a byway, off the highway. It’s a stretch of road, that unburdens the load.
And it clears my mind, to leave the past behind, along Old McKenzie View.


And if you go there, I may follow.
To see one more time the sparkling river.
To gaze upon the gentle rolling hills
Gives these tired eyes a thrill
Along Old McKenzie View.


It’s just a byway, off the highway
It’s a stretch of land, and a beauty oh so grand
You may see osprey, above the waterway
Along Old McKenzie View.


Were I a painter, this would be my canvas.
Were I a carpenter, here I’d build my home.
Were I a prophet, this would be my vision.
For it heals me, just to sit and think about
Old McKenzie View.