Poem of Greenville Mountains in Maine
by John Hall
Mountains are Pretty
When the Sun Goes Down
The mountains are beautiful round you.
When I take a picture,
It looks like elephants lying down
When you see the Sun come up on the mountain across the lakeside
it looks nice,
when the birds fly toward it.
The birds sound like they are singing
to the sunrise on the mountainside.
with special thanks to poet/mentor, Martin Steingesser