I sit on top of the hill
Nature’s canvas surrounds me,
The greens, yellows and browns
Speckled with white dots.
As I sit here I remember,
Remember those times
When the two of us sat here,
The wonder of our love
Complementing Nature’s glory.
Those days when we walked the Dales
And marvelled in the world around us.
The greens of the Dales,
With the yellows of flowers
And the browns of the woodlands,
Spotted by the white of sheep,
God’s Land filling us with happiness.
As I sit on the hill
Now all I have is memories,
As no more can we share them
Except in our minds eye,
And even now,
As I sit on the hill,
It is now only a dream.