Mountain Top

T'was golden
T'was white
T'was beauteous bright
A squickle
A squeak
All sounding so meek
Up in the mountain top
With dew hanging like ropes
As winter hangs about
Freezing all their snouts 
But rejoice dear rodents 
For it is morning once again
And with golden summer rays
You can smile once again 
 
Date written     :23/04/2018
Date submitted :26/05/2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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