the mountains glistened this morning like sugar-covered cookies,
and minty were the hills below
having been refreshed by the week's wet rain-showers.
i love those mountains
and hills
and each early morning they're there to greet me
(though sometimes hidden by a dusty grey envelope).
it would be effortless to stare at them
for hours on end
and imagine the adventures of which they boast silently.
even the daring cliff pictured behind these words tempts me
and someday,
i'm going to seek her out.
with a white dress, i'll spin in circles til i can balance no longer
and fall laughing on the soft, green blanket of grass..
then i'll run with the wind,
stand close to the edge
and smile freely at the majestic waters on the horizon.
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