Our Mountain

'That's our mountain, '
Said the boy,
'Way up to the sky'.

'I'll take you there
Someday', said I.

And so we went one day,
The curvy road winds round and round,
Up and Up...
Higher and higher,

And when we reach the tippy top,
Nowhere to look but down,

In your puzzlement profound,
You cried,
'Oh, Gram, Where's our mountain now? '

by Dottie Ann Richardson

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