Heather On the Hill

How elated I’d feel if you were to grant my wish Once we had eaten that sumptuous seafood dish. You leave the vale and take me slowly up the hill A wonder of heather growing in glades all fill. Today is just a fine great day, with barely a breeze We’ll leave behind down in the vale all stately trees. We’ll find a dry rock and rest a while up on the hill Admire the vista of trees and yonder hear the melody of a rill. But best of all I love the heather and love its lighter scent Yet more I admire the various colours and I’m content. So, darling make me happy as we go up the sloping incline Let me admire nature’s best as we roam the heather fine.