The mountain looks a picture,
In the evening glow,
The trees have grown there once again,
They give a lovely show,
For once they were a sorry sight,
Burnt by mountain fire,
I witnessed it,
They were alight,
The flames grew higher and higher,
That was many years ago,
They now stand straight and fine,
Nature to be proud of,
In this land of mine.
Jayne Louise Davies
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