Carved through endless millenia

Hanging valleys and finger lakes,

Kettle holes, eskers and drumlins

Are what the moving glacier makes

Plucking, shearing rocks from their beds

Grinding stone channels with debris

Its hard to believe such power is dying

But what can I do, what can we?

Vibrant and dynamic these dinosaurs

Lower limbs plastic and flowing

But melti...

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