Missing My Mountains


I woke up to the sunrays making the snow shine like glass outside. I wondered if it was a dream. I had not been to the mountains for long. How I wished I could touch the air, breathe the sun and lick the icicles. I would throw snow at you and laugh clapping my hands.


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