Angela Crabtree Poet Rhyme

If I Were a Foothill

If I were a foothill
I'd live in Tennessee
settled close would be a windmill
beside my dainty stream

I wouldn't be eroded
for a balance would be there
my soil would be loaded
and a terrace we could share

Even though I'd reside with plateaus
settled in the mass
people would live in chateaux
and play in my lofty grass

The certainty that I am piny
wouldn't matter in my plain
for even though I'm tiny
the mountains discern my name

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Paul Callus December 1, 2020 at 5:30 AM Such a delightful poem where you encourage the reader to go out and enjoy nature, Angela. I was brought up in a windmill...you bring back happy memories! :) Regards // paul Angela Crabtree December 1, 2020 at 6:46 PM Thank you, Paul. I'm glad I brought back some happy memories for you :)

Caren Krutsinger October 23, 2020 at 4:28 PM If you were a foothill, I would come to Tennessee to see you and we would have some real fun! Angela Crabtree October 23, 2020 at 7:50 PM :)

Gordon Mcconnell October 21, 2020 at 1:35 PM Nice one Angela, showing nice rhyme and flow. Hope all is well, Blessings, Gordon Angela Crabtree October 21, 2020 at 4:38 PM Thank you, Gordon. I really appreciate it :)

Gershon Wolf October 21, 2020 at 1:02 PM Guess what, Angie? I did the same thing as Silent One; saw and read 'football,' instead of 'foothill.'... Well, I'm certainly glad it was and is 'foothill,' because you really did that foothill proud. Love the tone, tenor, and personality of your poem. Mountains and Majesty, Gershon Angela Crabtree October 21, 2020 at 4:38 PM Thanks Gershon. When I looked at it again, I can see where you and Silent One would see that :) Thanks for reading.

Silent One October 21, 2020 at 6:26 AM At first I thought you said football, lol... I think if we were foothills, we could be part of beautiful scenery... Lovely poem.. Angela Crabtree October 21, 2020 at 4:36 PM Football lol...that's funny :) Thank you for reading, Silent One

Vijay Pandit October 21, 2020 at 5:33 AM Your poem reminds me of foothills where grape vines and tea plants and olives grow. Kudos for your imagination--you find themes everywhere. Angela Crabtree October 21, 2020 at 4:34 PM Thank you, Vijay. I really appreciate the kind words :)

Victor Buhagiar October 21, 2020 at 1:43 AM I'm speechless with wonder at your marvellous poem. ~~ Angela Crabtree October 21, 2020 at 4:31 PM Thank you, Victor for your kind words :)