The Mountains

Winding roads
Plowed fields
Lush green grass
Happy cows
Full streams
And old houses sparsely littering the hills.
I watch a young mountain boy
Walking home with his fishing rod
Big smile on his face.
I can tell that he knows
Life is deeply good,
And I hope he remembers it.

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