Red Mountain House
Red town house amongst green mountains standing tall and proud, With its bright red walls that stand out in a crowd. Layered grasslands well organised and clean, Sometimes snowy and sometimes half green. Laying down after a long day, on a slope at a height, White peaks flashing n shimmering in the moonlight. Sprawling green fields in the springs, With new flowers; fresh memories it brings. Magenta, yellow and verdant everywhere, Strong winds whipping past, without a care. An early start each day to prepare for work, Old memories in the shadows they lurk. Pumpkins for Halloween and Christmas pine cones, All well kept in the gardens with bold undertones. Each day ends with bountiful memories, on a bitter sweet note. Fading into dreams and away they float. -Sanaya