Sierra Nevada Mountains
In the forest, where shadows play,
An orchestra of life, in the light of day.
Leaves whisper secrets in the gentle breeze,
Nature's song, among the swaying trees.
Lush green meadows, where flowers sway,
Painting the landscape in colors gay.
Birds in flight, their melodies sung,
Nature's beauty, forever young.
Mountains tall, touching the sky,
Guardians of the land, standing high.
Rivers flow, carving their own way,
A journey of time, with each passing day.
Sunset hues, painting the horizon bright,
A masterpiece of colors, a breathtaking sight.
Stars above, shining so bright,
Guiding us through the darkest night.
Nature's beauty, a treasure so dear,
A wonderland for us to be near.
In its embrace, we find our place,
A part of the world, in awe and grace.
The gifts of nature, so pure and clear.
For in its magic, we find our true home,
In the wild wonderland, Sierra Nevadas where I roam.
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Jeanine Dejesus
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