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Tennessee Mountains

By Graydon Grensteiner

The mountains rub the sky
The water is pristine
I can see the sandy bottom
It is like the perfect dream

I volunteer to dive
My head hits the water
The sun doesn’t stop
I can feel it getting hotter

It’s at least 90 degrees
My skin is turning red
I’ve had a long day
And I’m ready for bed

Before I shut my eyes
I need them open to see
The place of my dreams
The mountains of Tennessee