Green Mountain

Written by: Richard McClellan

Oh majestic peaks, standing so tall, the points never meager, uplifting like the beautiful dowager. ~*~ The greenery covers, like a flock of plovers, and a blanket of fibrous wicker, near the rocky slopes that flicker. ~*~ The sunlight is poking through, and a wall of clouds of suspended dew, a stand of conifers abridged, growing across the green mountain ridge. ~*~ Oh Green Mountain, so rich in seeds and nuts, like the early bakers torte, your cool mountain streams, cleanse thy body and make me gleam.