Your Destination Poem by alicia cross

Your Destination



Mountains of ice cream;
Mountains of snow.
Way above;
Where the wind doesn't blow.
Filled with happiness and beauty;
Like a glittering star.
Breaching into your imagination;
Remaining like a force of habit.
Spread out before the world;
Leaving little discrimination.
Many have forgotten a gentle truth;
Just because the sky is beautiful, does not mean you can't reach further.

7-15-2009

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