Green Mountain

Green Mountain

Oh majestic peaks,

standing so tall,

the points never meager,

uplifting like the beautiful dowager.

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The greenery covers,

like a flock of plovers,

and a blanket of fibrous wicker,

near the rocky slopes that flicker.

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The sunlight is poking through,

and a wall of clouds of suspended dew,

a stand of conifers abridged,

growing across the green mountain ridge.

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Oh Green Mountain, so rich in seeds and nuts,

like the early bakers torte,

your cool mountain streams,

cleanse thy body and make me gleam.