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I Am A Mountain Flower.

I Am A Mountain Flower.

I sing,

I dance,

I twirl,

I cheer.

The butterflies come and visit me.

So do the bees,

I am not bothered by them,

For they are free.

Few of them are my friends,

I ain’t like the rest.

I am a mountain flower,

And proud to be,

Without having any crest.

I am enchanted with the mountain’s beauty,

With the birds flying over it.

The mountain never gets bored of me,

For I don’t give it a test.

A few days back,

A lion asked the mountain to scratch it’s back.

The mountain gave a silent laugh,

And the angry lion went off with a forceful huff and puff.

I am mountain flower.

It’s my pride and honour to be one.

For how many flowers in the whole world,

Can be one?

The mountain and it’s residents such as the grasses, birds, fruits and flowers love me a lot and I love them back.

We all are good friends,

Save that rascal Jack.

He is a parakeet,

And always says to me-“Krack, Krack, Tack, Tack, Jack, Jack.”

He can’t be my friend,

So, I don’t bother with him,

But one day he shall need my help,

But I wouldn’t help him.

He must apologize.

I am a mountain flower,

So are many of my friends,

But few of us are besties,

Which we shall be forever.

The mountain is my best friend,

And we all love him,

Our love grows,

Day and night,

So does our unity,

For ever and ever,

The mountain will prosper,

So shall I,

As I am a mountain flower,

Just beneath the sky.

Adios!

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