Alaina Baker Poet Limerick

The Woman In the Mountain

The woman shaped mountain, though old it would thrive.
But who could have know she had been real and alive.
I hadn't known she was a woman, till she stared into my eyes.
The townsfolk think i'm lying, I hear all their rude replies.
Soon enough they'll understand. A plan I shall contrive.

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Beata Agustin June 19, 2026 at 3:00 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.