My Home
Beautiful blue mountains with shimmering sunlight like the flicker of a candlelight
as the sun passes through the many tree branches
Different shades of green grass that cuddles every thing upon the ground
like a king wearing his crown winding around through the town
Blue streams and rivers that move and run like a fountain down the sides of the mountain
splashing at all it's surroundings grasping and thrashing around but unbound
Miles of fields that invite you to lay down and stay awhile
and look at the mountain side and the hundreds of hillsides
As dusk starts to set and the fire fly gives off it's fire light
you can see the mist rising from all around and the singing from the insects playing around
This is My Home
Tranquil and serene never gloomy just full of beauty
It is the place my heart is at one in which I will never depart
This is My Home and it is set in stone.
2/3/15 T. Reams for my sister Julie
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