The Mountain - A Poem by my daughter

My daughter certainly has my imagination and it warms my heart to see the passion she has also gained from me for books and the written word. I'd like to share this poem with you all that she sat and wrote over the weekend(I got her permission, don't worry!). I may be completely biased but I think it's pretty cool for a ten year old! So here it is:

The mountain

White with snow

Sat near a village

Watch it glow

It points to the sky

Up so high

I look again

It's a trap

I look again

It's a map

I look again

Poof

It's gone...