AmyMichelleMosier Posted yesterday at 02:18 AM Share Posted yesterday at 02:18 AM Great and Rugged Pyrenees Whose solid presence demands Notice of lush valleys And Spanish oaks that dot the glens - Prevailing winds churn in wrath - I stop to breathe in them; You cut the horizon in half And grip my eye with icy hands. Your cohort - a mix of clouds - Can't forever hide your majesty. Seville looks on from the south; Andorra sings the victory. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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