Used to rise or descend, one measured pace at a time. On Privet Drive, a boy slept beneath them.

I'm good in cookies... please leave out the raisins. I'm a healthy breakfast option especially on cold mornings. Goldilocks would have probably enjoyed me more in US and Canada if the bears topped me with fruits and berries.

Some people spend years running from me. Others spend years wishing they could revisit me. Neither ever catches me.

I’m a sweet little treat with a golden base, With berries and cream in a heavenly embrace. I share my name with a cartoon you may know, A world of berry adventures and friendships that grow. My layers are sweet, but my height is slight, A petite wonder, a charming delight. A treasure of sweetness, a dessert so divine, A timeless delight that makes memories shine.

While a single one of these is a sight, what I am is way more tight. Peaks, valleys, foot hills abound, I'm like the ground turned upside down. If the answer still eludes, just check out the Appalachians dudes!