Traverse City Blues
by Michael Doyle

It comes about every now and then
When a soul feels lost and needs some zen
Then is the time to hit the road
And ease the tension looking to explode

The thing is that seven hours
Snaking through construction sours
Even the best intended attitude
As you head to the sunny side of latitude

Going to Traverse City in all its hues
Tired of paying all my over dues
Going to Traverse City with my blues
Going to Traverse City in need of a muse

Lost inside my mind with every mile
In need of some quiet time and a smile
I had never been this far up the third coast
If you want some lighthouses, it has the most

Who would have thought it was this in reach
An extended coastline of dunes and beach
And here it filled with suntans and fun
It was just right and ready to be begun

Going to Traverse City in all its hues
I was tired of paying all my over dues
Heading to Traverse City with my blues
It was a vacation begging for me to choose

Then up the peninsula to Sleeping Bear Dunes
This was better than guessing at runes
There was a natural sense of magic in that sand
That only a homesick surfer could understand

The whisper is that there's little light pollution
If you want to view the stars, it's a sure solution
Cruising the Pierce Stocking Scenic Drive
Its tunnel of trees can make you happy to be alive

Going to Traverse City to get ride of my blues
You know I'm tired of overpaying all my dues
Heading to Traverse City is what I choose
When I got no other way of getting rid of my blues

(c) Jun 13, 2023  Michael Doyle
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