Gordon Jerome

Wild And Free - Poem by Gordon Jerome

I love the mountains so rugged and wild
like a friend they call out to me
they seem to bring forth my inner child
for its there I dream most to be
up near the top that stands there so bold
from which you can see near and far
the air is crisp and at night turns so cold
sleeping beneath a twinkling star
I look for places that are fairly remote
the true wilderness I seek to find
places the sounds on the air seem to float
and theres rest for my weary mind
up here all my problems I leave down below
its not often I feel free as a bird
so I sit here in the fires soft warming glow
and hear not a discouraging word
if its your wish to join me come be my guest
we will sit by the fire you and me
taking in nature as we sit back and rest
here among the wild and the free.
'closing thought'
Most of lifes problems we are able to beat
it is living with the rest that becomes such a feat

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 8, 2010

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