Mountain Poem by Sarah Sisson

When mountains far away I see...
It's simple just to climb a tree...

...and see more of the mountain base.
The curves and roads up on it's face.

I imagine I'm going there...
...to the top snow drifts everywhere.

And I sit upon this branch
and wish I lived on yonder ranch...

...that's nestled in a tiny nook
and land around they wisely took.

The mountains old and no one owns..
...it even those claiming it home.

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