In the Mountains

From high in these mountains,
I can see the distant ocean.

In the east, a prairie spreads out.
There is an ancient city to the north.
Every day I notice the sky changing.
I like to watch the setting sun.

This was a nice home as I grew up.

My family isn’t near anymore.
Although we are far apart,
our love and joy keep us close.

W. Wayne B.

© 2012 W. Wayne B.

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About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.
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