The Mountain

By Lexi May Coates

The Mountain breeze,

The Mountain wind, runs threw my long, thick hair,

The Icy rocks and the snowy hill top, makes me fall down to my knees,

The big, tall trees were towering over me like a Giraffe eating his leaves,

The gloomy, misty sky was scary, it made me jump,

The rocky Mountain was so hard to climb, it made my legs very numb,

The cold, Freezing, snowflakes landed on my sleeve, and it made me want to sneeze,

I finally reached the top, and put a flag down but instead it flew of in the Icy breeze.