RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Mountains Hugging Me - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Riding down the mountains in a tour bus, on our way home,
getting caught behind a wide load truck and being forced
to drive real slow behind it.
Going through mountains, rising high into the atmosphere
on either side of us.
I sense their closeness and stop writing for a moment.
Feeling the mountains holding me closely, hugging me in
An awesome feeling of being loved and respected by mother
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