MOUNTAINS

Southland Times, Issue 23948, 14 October 1939, Page 3 (Supplement)

MOUNTAINS

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So proud and majestic, so mighty and grand, Invincible guards of the heavens they stand; So stern and forbidding, so awful and great, With huge, silent faces they tower in state.

Their barren old heads are .so mighty and tall, And their white snow-clad peaks rise so high above all.-. In glory and splendour, imposing they stand, As for thousands of years they have watched o’er the land.

—Prize of 1/- to Cousin Mary Maloney, M.A.C. (14), Margaret street.

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The mountains rear theii - heads aloft, They seem to reach the sky. They seem to play with all the clouds, As they drift slowly by.

In winter time they wear a cap, Of snow so glistening white, But when the summer sun shines warm, The snow is melted quite.

If I could climb to the mountain top, What a pretty sight could- be seen, Lakes and valleys, trees and plains, Bushland and pastures green.

—Prize of 1/- to Cousin Isabel McEwen, V.A.C., (11), 87 Morton street.

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— Tall and stately mountains, With your sides so hard and steep, You never seem to change at all, But your places always keep. I wonder in a hundred years, . If you’ll still be standing there, Watching over all the land, With tender love and care? Tall and stately mountains, With your tops a sheet of snow, Standing there erect and proud, For the ages still to go. —3 marks to Cousin Reta Findlay (12), Pukemaori-Tuatapere R.D. —VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— Whenever I see the mountains I always wish to go. And climb away up to the top Amid the ice and snow. From there I’d gaze upon the fields And valleys far below, Where farmers’ sheep and cattle graze And winding rivers flow. —3 marks to Cousin Alan Lake M.A.C., (12), Section 8, Glencoe R.D. —VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— The mountain top when white with snow, Is very fair to see; It glistens in the sunshine, And shines so prettily. Sometimes the mountain looks so drear, So quiet and dark and still; ’Tis then we know that rain is near, For come it surely will. But, when the air is calm and fine, The sky is clear and blue, For then we know the sun will shine, AU the long day through. —3v marks to Cousin Richard Goodson V.A.C., (12), 64 Robertson street,

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— The mountain side is very steep, It is so hard to climb, Its top is covered deep with snow That stays there all the time. When the sky is cloudy The top is covered quite, But when the sky is clear and blue, It makes a pretty sight. —3 marks to Cousin lan McEwen (9), 87 Morton street. —VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— Mountains—the kings ■ of all the world— They stand majestic, bold, Crowned with a crown of snowy white, All through the winter cold. And when the sun sinks in the west, And tips their crowns with gold, They then become a paradise, And all their might unfold. Throughout the ages, there they stand, Defying sun or storm Though they have seen all history’s life, They still retain their form. —3 marks to Cousin Mona E. Bell (15), P.O. Box 20, Lumsden. —VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— I like to see the mountains, All white with ice and snow, With peaks so high and lofty, Standing in a row. I like to think they’re guarding, Some treasure rich and rare, If one should try to find it, They whisper soft, “Beware.” For though they look so stately, They can be cruel, too, For I’ve seen boulders crashing down And crushing things, have you? —3 marks to Cousin Leonard Lake A.C., (12), Section 8, Glencoe R.D, '