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.
© 2012 W. Wayne B.
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