I found a manor among the trees, Where tall oaks whispered in the breeze. Green trails wandered, wide and free, Past open fields and quiet streams. The morning rested on the lawn, Deer crossed softly with the dawn. And there, within the woodland green, A gracious house appeared like a dream. Fort Harrison, gracious and bright, Wrapped in the woods and morning light. Every room, every work of art Carries a world, carries a heart. I came for a night along the way, But found somewhere I wished to stay. Fort Harrison, elegant and true— No other place has felt like you. Antique mirrors line the halls, Golden sunlight warms the walls. Paintings speak of years gone by, While birds are singing just outside. Yet more than nature, art, and grace, It’s kindness that completes this place. Every welcome, warm and sincere, Makes a traveling stranger feel at home here. Fort Harrison, gracious and bright, A manor glowing against the night. Woodland paths and histories meet, Where time and nature rest in peace. I came expecting a place to stay, And found a treasure along the way. Fort Harrison, elegant and true— This little song belongs to you. Among the forests, old and green, You are the finest place I’ve seen.
