“Ode to Onteora”
by Charlotte Anne Smith

Oh, Onteora the hills of the skies
Your beauty fills my eyes.
My favorite place to gather with family and friends
Your mountain roads with curves and bends.

The lake full of fish, surrounded by trees
The water, so cold, it takes ages to walk into, just to your knees! 
The flowers are breathtaking and smell so sweet
The leaves on the forest floor crunch under your feet.

Hike up to the top of the forest filled peaks,
Go into the woods and play in the creeks.
Oh, Onteora the hills of the skies 
Oh how the time there flies!