There is this place in Montana State,
somewhere around Hubbard Lake.
In the spring the bushes are full of berries,
In July its tree’s are full of cherries.
In November the valley’s and canyons are full of snow,
but trapping and hunting he must go.
He has always lived off the land and he lives across the waters,
I believe that mountain man to be Marvin Walters.
He loves the tree’sand he loves mother earth,
and lived in Montana since the time of his birth.
Ask him to let you come listen to the Loon’s,
or maybe he’ll take you hunting coons.
He loves the lake ,and he loves to fish,
but all growing up he has just one wish.
Let me live in the mountains and let me live off the land,
because I was born to be a mountain man.
To this very day,Marvin still the very same way.
Please God let him continue up there living to trap and fish,
after all,it is his only wish!

Author note, Marvin Walters still lives as a mountain man in montana mountains and rarely does he see a town but has supplies brought to his cabin.He started with his father in about 1970 and continues to live in mountains at time of this poem written in 2008.