The hills are calling me,
A voice that echoes,
The clear blue sky and the river that flows below,
The hills are calling me and I hear so,
The winds that make the trees dance,
The clouds bowing to the hills what a sight it must be,
The hills are calling me come visit,
The view is magnificent and I can say no more,
For I am now speechless and lost in its beauty….
Creative Envision 
I love your descriptions in your poetry 😊😃
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Thank you 🙂
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Always welcome 🙏🏻
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Nicely written
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Thank you so much 🙂 Glad you liked it
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beautiful lines
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Thank you so much. Glad you liked it 🙂
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😁👍
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The hills often call me too – I hope you get to go there soon 😊 🏔
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Yes absolutely same here 🙂
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