Up But Down-Part3
Up but down…part-3
In my errand for a fill of
Hilly air, I can’t forget its
Kicking present, its woes and ills
Carrying that down-to- earth ache
To sooth which I run up and down
While the days worryless and dour
Don’t dither in their flow. And I
Turn to musing on these hills
Long after my bus had belted
Down its narrow, winding slopes
Tearing away its dry and shy
But superbly high-flying air
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