The Trail
By Edward R. Breneiser, WA3WSJ

The trail has taught me much.

I hike miles with a weight on my back.

I hike miles looking for a place to rest.

I hike miles and finally realize that my weight has been lifted,

Yes the weight was heavy, but my soul is free!

I hike miles and realize that here all my troubles are gone.

I hike miles and I'm' free at last.

I hike miles - here is where I belong.

I hike miles and find my destination - myself.


There’s a Place on this Earth
By, Edward R. Breneiser

There’s a place on this earth that is peaceful,

There’s a place on this earth that is quit,

There’s a place on this earth that is green,

There’s a place on this earth that does not judge you,

There’s a place on this earth that calls to you,

There’s a place on this earth that I call a friend,

There’s a place on this earth I want my ashes to lie,

There’s a place on this earth called the Appalachian Trail.
The Pig Poet
I'll be the first to say that I'm not a poet. But, after hiking the AT for over sixteen years now, I do have a few words in me. Nothing fancy, but here goes!