These Hills
These hills are so pretty
So peaceful and new
They make you feel brand new
These hills are green in Summer
And are to be discovered
In fall these hills are many colors
And become uncovered
These hills in Winter are so white
That it is so right
These hills are so neat to see
That you will jump with glee
Copyright © Eve Peterson | Year Posted 2010
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