Peaks that touch the sky,
Silent keepers of the past.
Standing firm, unmoved.
On the mountains’ tops
Crisp and pure air gives life to
Creatures big and small.
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Author:
rrodriguez (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I've worked out a couple of haikus. I love the mountains, and the air found there.
- Category: Haiku
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