Below the Still Mountain Top
Below a still mountain top
I was walking through the woods below a still mountain top.
In the valley where small furry animals played amongst the trees.
A dear looking up from a drink at the stream to smell my scent.
As I continued to walk I saw many natural wild flowers like dew drops on the valley.
In the distance a mother bear was playing with her cubs.
It being so surreal as the mounts stands as a reminder of having a peaceful quiet soul.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
