Only a Mountain

Covered with a stunning blanket of snow, the mountain stands year round. A young girl in love, like the mountain, is wrapped in a white blanket. The tears from her eyes flowing down her cheeks, for she has lost her only true love, is like the ice hung sadly down the side of the mountain. Her tender tears, like the ice, are salty, and even sometimes bitter and shameful. Although both are sad, both are beautiful and breathtaking. As in the title, it is only a mountain.