My Mountain

by Margie Anderson

copyright © June 22, 2017

That’s my mountain

My trees

My wind

My hollows

And you went and put your tower on it!

Staked your claim so high

to out distance my grim face

to stand in steel defiance

of my little girl dreams.

You think you won.

But my fog on many nights

lays clinging white bandages over the top

and my mountain forgets you for awhile.

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