The View

The View

A lovely summer day it was.

Nothing to do but to look at the view.

A lovely view it was too.

With the mountains as tall as can be.

The sun was so bright it was impossible not to see.

The hills with the fluffy sheep.

To them the mountains look so steep.

The river that was so blue

It was such a pretty blue it was true.

Even the sheep thought so too.

I spent all day just looking at the view.