Mountains High Valley Low

Mountains High Valley Low

I see tall cliff mountains, stone faces in clear view,
Being kissed by the sun, through the morning dew,
Green moss nestled, comfortably along the sides,
Blades of Buffalo grass, standing tall with pride!

There’s calm in the air, serenity looming all about,
Quiet sounds of nature, ringing loudly throughout,
Streams flowing freely, along the valley floor,
Gentle foam-capped waves, caressing the shore!

Mountains high and valleys low, 
Take a look around, can you see its glow?

Written by: Sarita A. Milliner
                   © 2/26/18
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Blanca Avatar
February 26, 2018 at 3:02 PM
Sarita, I have never seen anything or anyone as beautiful as mother nature.
Milliner Avatar
February 26, 2018 at 4:44 PM
I agree, Carlos Thanks for the visit ;-)
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