In The Mountains

March 5, 2009
By Anonymous

Beautiful far down below,
Far up in the mountains we go.
The wind blowing around your hair,
And the scent of pine in the air.

Feeling like you could touch the sky,
Slow, but fast the time flies by.
With remorse we decide to go,
And we thank nature for the show.

From the tip-top of the sky,
The icy winds come down to say goodbye.
From dawn to dusk is nature's way,
To say hope to see you another day.

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