Deep in the mountains, there is a place
Where a lake kisses the crystal blue sky
The mountain peak is what I call home
The trees, the meadows
With a veil of stone
Clouds hanging low, tickling the rocky giants
Wind blowing, caressing the light green grass
It's a safe space, a secret spot, a perfect place
My only friend, the sun
Watching me with it's loving gaze
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Author:
Star hunter (
Offline) - Published: July 6th, 2023 15:36
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Comments3
Really nice poem 🙂 I liked reading this
Especially like the lines :
Where a lake kisses the crystal blue sky
Wind blowing, caressing the light green grass
Beautiful words
❤️
Love it. The imagery, the scene itself- beautiful. And I totally agree.
Thank you✨
Good write S.
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