Mountainside

The wind blew strong gusts of cold air As I walked with the sunshine on me I thought of being in your arms, so warm Cyclones of leaves blew across the street My mind spun into a reverie I kept walking to see what color The distant mountain is today Around the corner it was there A mixture of orange and brown glowing With clouds like cotton in deep blue sky A plane in the distance flew by It wasn’t going to heaven so I must stay To finish all I can do in each day I will mix the colors on the palette And bring the mountainside to view With hopes you see the beauty too Heidi Sands