How Sweet the Mountain
Oh, how sweet the wind blows
down the mountain
of cold
glistening white snow
refreshing
my sweat stained face
and restoring
and invigorating
my weak weary soul
a gift from God
to those
who work below
a sight
to behold
to admire, enjoy
Oh, how
I pity those poor souls
who live
far from the mountain
who miss the
ever beautiful sight
and the
wind, drifting down
for Oh, how sweet it blows.
dc riggs 13 May 02
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