Andrew's Mountain

I'll climb a mountain, then reach up high.
I'll touch a cloud as it passes by.
If I could lie cushioned on that cloud
I'd just observe, as I floated around.
The blueness of the daytime sky
Would dazzle me as time went by.
The splendor of the setting sun would
surround me as I traveled on.
Then suddenly, I'd feel quite free as the velvet
night enveloped me.
A million stars would light my way as
A gentle breeze washed over me.
A final spurt would fly me on to other
Wonders one by one.
And as I passed my mountain top, the cloud
would stop and I'd get off.

--Bette C., Adult