Mountaineering

Beautiful mountains, their peaks pointing to the sky.

I would die

for the chance to climb

That track sublime.

Would that I could sally

Into the verdant valley

That nessles between

Those hills green.

Oh to drink from the life giving stream,

Which does flow

Where few may go.

I can but dream.

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