Poem

Find a perch
On a mountaintop
For a spell, listening to your heart

Watch the clouds
Feel the winds caress
In your mind, paint the sky like its art

Come sunset
As the day subsides
Nighttime calls, stars appear to behold

Make a wish
Cast it into space
Happiness flows your way, good as gold

© 2026 Phil Perkins


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Rocky Mountain High, by John Denver (1972) – see lyrics here.

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