Standing upon a mountain one sunny day,
Viewing the splendor that before me lay.
Majestic mountains towering tall.
Snow lay round their shoulders like a lacy shawl.
A ram on a rock by a waterfall,
Stood with head held high, an eye so keen,
To protect his mate as she drank from a stream.
The wind through the pines- croons lullaby.
To the meadow flowers nod and sway.
Butterflies gracefully play.
An eagle high above the mountain peaks,
Swoops and soars then plunging down to earth.
A little creature has lost his game of hide and seek.
Birds chirping as if to say:
“Isn’t this a wonderful play to stay?” !! …