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While Climbing the Rocks

While Climbing the Rocks

Through trees and rains and 
Lakes I have lived, but today I shall remember,
Remember the child who climbed rock mountains,
Shutting out the city sounds and,
Music of wind cuddling foothills and dreams.
Dreams of a log cabin and dreams of love,
With someone to share the quiet of the dove;
Puttering with pursuits, watching horned toads play,
On the side of a mountain looking away.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 3/5/2018 2:11:00 PM
Hello Sunlit Wanter, these are good memories. Have a nce day my friend.
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Date: 2/23/2018 1:56:00 PM
Oh, your poem is such gorgeous reverie of a lovely childhood, Sunlite. wonderful idyllic imagery of a girl who dreamed of sharing a life of love and peace with a special someone. Just beautiful. Warmest wishes. ~Susan
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Sunlite Wanter
Date: 3/5/2018 6:21:00 PM
Thank you, Susan!
Date: 1/31/2018 1:09:00 PM
Searching for such peace is perfect, if one can find it... great poem Sunlite..
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Sunlite Wanter
Date: 2/4/2018 11:11:00 AM
Thank you. I grew up near low mountains and enjoyed hiking.
Date: 1/30/2018 6:28:00 PM
Very scenic, and recalling sweet memories..a joyful depiction, SW.
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Sunlite Wanter
Date: 2/4/2018 11:14:00 AM
I appreciate your comments and your poetry.
Date: 1/30/2018 5:29:00 PM
Sunlite, I just love this poem. You have written it perfectly. and I love the mountains and also live in a rustic cabin type home. I can really relate to this. Saving it as a favorite ! :)
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Date: 2/4/2018 11:15:00 AM
I am so glad you enjoyed it. I liked to hike in nearby mountains when I was young.