Rising mountains to the sky
All your caps filled with snow
Surrounded by rivers running by
Helping the landscape to grow
All the trees are green with envy
Having to look up at you
Not understanding, why you're heavy
and majestic, with all that you do
Enchanted mountains, filled with forests
Which of you will be the coldest?
Which of you will be the smallest?
And who shall rise above Everest?
To simply be the tallest.
C. Vergara
06.20.2000
18132015
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