Oh Little Mountain Dear

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Oh Little Mountain Dear

Oh little mountain dear,
Resting on the plain,
My heart's with a fountain,
Which I have to gain.

Oh little mountain dear,
I wish I was like you,
With the cool breeze running,
And dashing through your trees.

Your life is full of fun,
And I feel that it's a stun,
With the animals all around,
And the birds all on top.

I can feel the flower's fragrance,
Comming from you dear,
With the rains from above,
And the flowers from below.

I wish I was like you,
Oh my little mountain dear,
How I wish I was like you,
Oh my little mountain dear.

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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