His Mountain Paradise
By Lord R.e. Taylor
He always heard stories
Mostly fairy tales
About a boy and his sheep
Far up in the mountains
Just him and his thought
With his friends in his paradise
© Poem – XI/XXV/MMXXI
Shadowlight Publishing
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