Sitting On My Hill
Green of Pastures
Purple in the fields
Autumn late
I contemplate
Sitting on my Hill
The bluest sky
Almond leaf
Whistling bill
Nature is still
Sitting on my Hill
Mother,child
Father,bat
Playing ball
While I sat
Sitting on my Hill
Afternoon Sun
Poet looking wide
Writing in his book
Words he cannot hide
and one more time..
Sitting quietly upon this Hill
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