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The mountains called to me silently. Their peaks beckoning me to go and climb and be free. To feel the wind through my hair and the sunshine beating on my face; this is what the Beckoning Mountains do to me.
The Beckoning Mountains quietly tempt me to go and explore the rocks that no one has climbed; to see the things that no one has seen. This is what the beckoning mountains do to me.
This is how they call me silently.
This is how the Beckoning Mountains tempt me.
This is how I live with the Beckoning Mountains.
- by BETALOVER_96 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/02/2009 |
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- Title: Beckoning Mountains
- Artist: BETALOVER_96
- Description: Just something I felt like writing. Nothin big.
- Date: 07/02/2009
- Tags: beckoning mountains
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Arkythiana - 07/14/2009
- I like how your poem seems to be about a love of nature. There don't seem to be many poems like that here, and I liked the change.
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- yuna0789 - 07/05/2009
- is this random, but very good.
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