Heaven in the hills

The mountains the mist,
the clean air so crisp,
Apples dangling from the trees,
the cool mountain breeze,
Wild flowers with dew,
smiles of people we knew,
Pine trees standing tall,
changing colours of the fall,
The gurgling of the streams,
singing in the moon beams,
Food so tasty with love,
like manna from above,
Laughter in the air,
dancing without a care,
All people so nice,
full of sugar and spice,
The silence, the calm,
like a soothing balm
Take me back to the hills,
far away from this city and it’s ills..