turtle mountain – Mandibelle16

I adore these Rocky Mountains built high,

But, I don’t want to climb them, simply to —

Enjoy the shades and tones of rock intense.

We once hiked turtle mountain, it slid off,

In the 1920’s covering Frank,

It crushed everyone in mines and above.

So, I sing my crushed mountain song sad,

Nature provides, ends; so sing while you can.

The white beach with sand dunes, and the wind strong;

A blustery day on Oregon’s cost.

The ocean pummeled, expressively.

Seagulls dipping down onto the shore irate,

Diving for crabs bereft in broken shells.

Sea wood salvaged on the coast; Three walking —

Holding mom’s hands, waves crashed around feet.

We could’ve been stolen by sea; we’re saved.

So, I sing my oceanic tune,

Nature provides, ends; so croon while you can.

We stayed in B.C. thrice, splashed outside in pools,

Ate melting ice cream ‘til night’s fire burned,

Newspaper and dried trees, crackled fire.

While, the brook ran by the campsite, ‘round rocks.

The bottom was all stones so we waded in,

Taking the brook trail, until it was gone.

So, I sing my babbling brook song,

Nature provides, ends; so holla while you can.

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