Perfect View
By Luke Z
Published 23 September 2016
Looking over the deep blue mountains,
As far as the eye can see
In the far, a mist sneaks through the high peaks of the land.
As I stand on the damp wood,
the birds sing from tree to tree,
I take a deep breathe and think.
It's just me,
Standing here all alone,
wishing you were with me
to see the beauty all around.
My special place,
a secret to behold.