Mountain RainA Poem by KlynJust a moment I wished I could stop in time.We fly high above the treetops, soaring freely in the wind, like birds of flight,oh magical beings viewing life on a whim. The fresh, green smell of pine and the rustic nature abound, I envelop myself in the beauty with all my senses; every sound.
If I could only make time stand still, no tick- tock of the clock, I'd hold the hands of time so tight, I'd make it completely stop. But I can't do that, I've not the strength, I must suffer in the pain, So I'll hold on to those memories forever, those days of mountain rain.
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4 Reviews Added on April 20, 2012 Last Updated on April 22, 2012 AuthorKlynAsheville, NCAboutI am a 43, single mother, grandmother nurse and aspiring friend. My life journey has been quite interesting but I'm not done yet. I'm on a personal mission of self discovery...hop on an.. more..Writing
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