Hills ~ A poem (fiction)

When I was a child I used to love mountains
Blown by its beautiful view: clouds, sky and rains

I always wanted to see what is there behind the hills
Could there exist a big monster or a treasure hidden beneath

I still remember the story mommy told
That the queen of the mountains has a mystery unfold

She has her kingdom hidden amidst the hills
Where she resides with her husband and two kids

The queen was very pretty but had a black heart
She wanted to be the most beautiful woman on earth

So mommy told me not to visit there alone
Else the wicked queen will turn me into stone

Now when I have grown up I know the reality
Still wondering if the story was just fantasy

Anyhow I will always love mountains and hills
As it is the amazing creation of nature: pure & still!!!

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