My Regal Seat
I stood upon a mountain tall,
Feeling like the lord of all.
My kingdom spread beneath my feet,
Ruling from my mighty seat.
Then just for the briefest time
I imagined that these fells were mine.
That I could stay and never go
How I wished it could be so.
It is always with a heavy heart
When reluctantly, I must depart
I loathe to leave my regal seat,
Up here at three thousand feet.
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2017
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