MOUNTAINSIDE
Laying on my backMy head resting
In my palms
On the grass of
The mountainside
Listening to Beethoven's
Moonlight Sonata
Playing in my ears
The sweet scent of the pine trees
Below
The sweet aroma being carried
By the gentle cool breeze into my senses
All is well in my world - at least for now
While I lay upon this mountainside this night
Looking at the full moon - and the stars above me
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith Ov Thanet
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2021-05-19 at 19:05
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