Ireland

In the green mountains of Ireland,
A paved road slopes downhill,
Gently at parts and steep in others,
Before climbing upward again.
A lake lies at the base,
With water clear and crystalline.
The sounds of horses clopping,
Fills the air.
A few white fluffy clouds,
Are sprinkled throughout the sky,
As the sun shines down.
A refreshing breeze blows,
Soothing the heat from the sun.
©Rachel Ruppel 2006

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