There is a mountain place I know
As high as high can be
A place where all the colors meet
Upon a sea of green
There is a time when colors shine
A time that is white with snow
When day grows short and cold sets in
And the sky is all aglow
There is a rock so tall and grand
That calls to the valley below
Fall upon the mountain now
For all will be covered in snow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Bravo Rob Thanks for sharing this lovely poem