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The Mountain Hare

The Mountain Hare Happy is the mountain hare Living high on mountain air Oh! To be so free of care Going here or maybe there Times a nonsense long forgot Rather is it cold or is it hot A care free wanderer on our mounts and long aware what really counts We who slave from dawn to dusk To achieve what turns again to dust Would that I could stay right there But then I’m not a mountain Hare

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Mark Peterson

Date: 11/28/2013 7:23:00 PM

Yes, Brian, I often long to spend a day or so--but I'd settle for even a minute--in the mind of an animal. I'd enjoy sharing the thoughts of my dogs. Alas, I have to read it in their eyes. Thanks for prompting these thoughts.

Brian Cosgrove
Date: 11/28/2013 9:17:00 PM

Good to hear from you Mark Its interesting how some words or thoughts walk off into a world of there own We might never come back Cheers Brian

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 11/27/2013 9:13:00 PM

to just live carefree like that, a mountain hair seems to know how to live it, i love what you put about achieving what turns to dust, enjoyed this one, enjoy your thanksgiving, alwalys,... p.d.

Brian Cosgrove
Date: 11/28/2013 5:26:00 PM

Hi Linda While all is dust carry on we must Life can be fun Blessings Brian

Brian Cosgrove

Date: 11/27/2013 8:29:00 PM

Thx for your comments David the grass is always greener over the fence Rgds Brian