maddie root

My Mountain - Poem by maddie root

I sit upon a hill,
listening to the birds,
the whole world seems still.
Sitting upon my mountain.

I drift off to sleep,
floating on a cloud,
There is nothing to make a peep,
Gazing off into the distance,
the world has fallen asleep,
Sitting upon my mountain.

Sometimes when things get too muted,
a deep sound comes from my cello at night,
Sitting upon my mountain.

I am the center of the universe,
the top of the world,
sitting upon my mountain.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

quick morning poem

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  • Eniledam Toor (1/31/2014 6:57:00 AM)

    first poem ever! ! please be honest (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 31, 2014

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