On this snow-capped mountain
I climb higher and higher
White peaks show
Glistening in the sun
I find a dark,
Gloomy cave
Icicles forming
Water drips from the very tips
The walls of the cave
Sparkle from the diamonds
Peaking through
Walking in,
Winding through small spaces
Breathing in the fresh salty air
Of water that is nearby
Hearing it trickle,
I move on.
There, in front of my very eyes
A waterfall;
White, tan and green pebbles
Lay at the bottom
Of the clear, blue water
Looking up I see
A clearing in the roof of the cave
The sun shines through
Beaming over and sparkling
In the never-ending stream
That leads down
A winding path
I pull out my camera
And take a picture
As it flashes,
Two bluebirds swoop down
And over my head
Then fly out through the clearing
In the roof of the cave.
About the Creator
Sarah Love
I'm just a girl trying to get somewhere in life. A passion for crafts, poetry and more. Who has a daughter with a beautiful and caring soul. <3
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