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 Oct 2014
Marian
Petrichor breezes mingled
With the scent of mountain laurel
Blew across the cool summer air
The taste of citrus on my tongue
I have a view of the valley below me
Everything looks so small
In hidden caves, I sing
And wade in mossy waterfalls
I watched the moon rise in the velvety sky
I'm falling slowly asleep
Upon a bed of lady's slipper
In the morning, I shall awake
To vibrant creamy pastel skies
And fragrant mists of dawn
I shall walk upon paths
Where no foot has ever trod
Paths bordered by rhododendrons
Where my heart can soar
With evergreens and white pines
Hidden safely with my mountain cove
A haven where I can dream
Nestled in amongst the Appalachian mountains
In a small, but comfortable log cabin
My heart keeps telling me "I am home!"

**~Marian~
Haven't posted anything for quite some time,
So I don't know how this sounds!!! :P ~~~~~~<3
I will try to post more frequently, if I can,
Although I can make no promises!!! ~~~~~<3
Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoy it!!! :) ~~~~~~<3
 Sep 2013
Marian
The beautiful snow-covered mountains are rocky and high,
I do so love the sapphire sky,
Beautiful fir trees are scattered here and there;
I love the cool, crisp mountain air.
A beautiful gushing waterfall,
Provides cool bubbling water for all,
Logs and rocks lay across the stream;
This place seems so much like a majestic dream.
I love this beautiful serenity,
Singing a song of nature's harmony,
I love the bright sunshine and tall grass;
I love the way the stream doth ripple and dance.
I love the beautiful bushes and yellow-green grass,
I must cross this creek to pass,
But before I begin my journey on my horse along with my donkey again;
I'm going to sit here a few minutes just Taking It In.

*~Marian~
 May 2013
Marian
I see ten mountain peaks,
Their beauty I seek,
There they are clothed so fancy yet meek!

I see hunter-green furs,
I also see some larkspurs,
There are trees on either side;
Of the beautiful waterfall wide.

I see boulders piled nearly as high,
As high as the trees and peaks which almost touch the sky,
Oh, how I would love to go there;
To see the ten peaks and take in the lovely fresh mountain air!

There are fluffy white clouds in the sky,
And on one side a rippling hill doth lie,
There on the mountains snow is scattered here and there;
I see the light blue sky in the air!

The mountains are carefully built close together in heaps,
And in Spring all ten peaks a little peek,
Wherefore they're called ten peaks!

   *Marian
 May 2013
Marian
As I stood on a bridge made of stone
I stared at the creek below
And looked around me at the beauty
Lots of trees
And the sky of blue
The beautiful majestic mountains
And the creek with it's stepping stones
Everywhere I looked I saw beauty
The breezes danced
And blew my brown hair
And softly stroked my fair cheeks
How majestic everything seemed
Lost in the veil of another world
One just as beautiful as this one
Yet quite different
Because this is the world I see
In pictures or in my head
I can see it so clearly in my mind
And how I wish I were really there
Standing on the bridge of stone
Staring at the creek
And dreamily looking at the mountains
And the beauty all around me
That remains in my mind

*~Marian~
Sorry. This probably isn't the best!! :( I am sorry. I'll try to do better next time!!! ~<3

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