James Fitzgerald Valley

The Helena of My Dreams By James F. Valley September 27, 2008 Start every morning with prayer and thanksgiving; Appreciating the good things that surround us. Friends, family and neighbors who sincerely share And the mountain of opportunity around us. A place called home which is more than a destination. A place filled with hope and vivid imagination. A place where children run, jump, hop, skip, read, dance and sing; A place where children play, learn, swim, chant, kick, twirl and swing. A place where flowers blossom, trees spring up, and creeks never go dry. A place where everyone in town takes time for friendly hellos and goodbyes. Jobs for those with good work ethic. Economic strength from those with grit. A concatenation of ideas and opportunities that lead us toward prosperity. A juggle of options and a maze of choices That require human dexterity I owe Helena my first loyalty because she gave me so much. I am pleased to call her home Because my neighbors here are a special touch. Helena, a place I have grown to love, Empowers me with the help of Him above. Helena, where families come first and important things matter. A community where we learn how to climb life’s ladder. The ridge and river so natural and true, The scenic forest and its wonderful view. Festivals throughout the year Bringing yearning travelers here Day after day decent folk Doing what is right and honorable Leading children to be great citizens By their work and living example The Helena of my dreams is a simple place Where people understand our human race The American Spirit is part of our community fabric And the pursuit of the American Dream is our main habit.