Mountains Poem by Melissa Cutler
Mountains
The cool crisp morning air makes me arise, I see your beautiful hills and valleys with smoke coming out of a cabin, the smell of smoke from a fire fills my nostrils and lungs, how I love the days here in the mountains. I take in your beauty, for today is my final day.
Monday, September 22, 2008
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