Mountains in the Fall
See the mountains in the distance
They seem to rise up from nowhere
Excitement starts with the first view
Looking all around
Some of the leaves are on the ground
The ones left on the trees
Are no longer green
But a vibrant mixture of
Red, orange, and yellow
My favorite time of year
My favorite place in the world
I've been coming here since I was a little girl
Looking out across the lake
Takes my breath away
Bears, moose, and deer
Are all common here
To stay here forever would be fine with me
It is really quite a sight to see.
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