Mountain Beauty
Off in the distance I see
Snow capped mountains
where I long to be
Sitting under a tall shady
pine tree
Feeling the air so fresh and free.
To Hear the squirrels and birds
Singing and talking in their
own words
To hear the stream running
down the mountain side.
As the evening darkness
comes along and
The birds are singing
their last songs.
New sounds begin to appear
Some far away and some very near
You sit and wonder what will appear
Be it a bear, cat or deer.
They will not come very close
Cause it is man they fear the most
So are the sonds up in the mountain
so high
Where the earth reaches to
touch the sky.
Here in Canada we do have alot of awesome mountains
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