Elle
These hills give
Life , protection ,assurance , love
Comfort , balance , warmth .
Hanging there always
To flow when need be ,
Changing when necessary ,
Prim o: Yellow,
Se condo : white.
The coming of the feeder ,
Is laborious, nine months inside the carrier .
Two hills they are,
The bond is instant ,
The binding force automatic ,
Designed by nature.
The feeder minutes old ,
Feeds from the ready flowing hills .
The romance transcends six to twelve months,
Generous proprietor ,is the hill owner to the feeder
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