Author Red Pine people ask the way to Cold Mountain roads don't reach Cold Mountain summer the ice never melts sunup the fog is thick how did someone like me arrive our minds aren't the same if they were you could get there then Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments