A House in the MountainsA Poem by AmandaI've made the decision That one day I will be in a better place I will wake up with hope And a smile on my face I will move out to the mainlands And live somewhere in the wood Or maybe up in the mountains I would do that if I could And I’d buy a little house Overlooking a town below And I’d go down there every Sunday And say hello to the people I know I would meet a nice lad And we’d really fall in love And I’d invite him up to my house Sitting right above And we’d listen to the mountains And gaze at the stars We’d talk about the future His, mine, and ours And wolves would howl From a distant off land And we’d kiss to the sounds And he’d hold my hand The world would be at peace And I’d fall asleep in my little home With my boy right next to me Happier than I’ve ever know And we’d go on like that For the years to come And then a day would arise When they’d bang the drum And I’ll walk down the isle In a dress of sparkling white And my boy and I will marry On a silent mountain night And it will be small But the best day of my life That one and only day I’ll become somebody’s wife And we’ll live together in the house Up on the mountain top And we’ll do everything together Like eat and sleep and shop But then months will pass And my belly will grow big And we’ll prepare a small room For our first kid And the room will be green And painted with trees And a crib on the side That dangles some keys And the baby will come When the room is all done And we’ll welcome into the world Our very own son And he’ll grow up with us In his forest room And into a sweet little boy He’ll easily bloom And we’ll live happily Up in that little place And I will wake up everyday With hope And a smile on my face But that’s a long way off I still live on the coast But that house and that mountain Are what I think of most
© 2014 AmandaAuthor's Note
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