Fairbanks to Valdez,

A couplet and a tease.

Three hundred and fifty eight

Smooth rough, worn or great

Miles.

Smiles.

Fairbanks, a semi-arid plain

Valdez, maritime , with rain.

The road between through ranging mountains,

Lakes and glaciers, crystal fountains.

Alpine tundra, black spruce forests

Rain and wind provide a chorus.

Donnely flats a sea of mist

The dome a shadow through the rain

Another passing on the list

And coming back this way again.

A sudden stop from sixty five

Missed the moose

He's still alive.

Miles and smiles

Along the road

& then Valdez,

A sailboat,

And an off shore

Breeze.

I could say more,

But I said before

This is just a couplet

And a tease.