Over the hill and far away

Just like stars, forever and a day

Clouds pass by, overhead

Bypassing the Sun so bright, so Red

The pathway winds its merry way

Over Hill and Dale, just nature’s way

Of taking you to a place where you may not have been

To see things you may have never seen

The Flowers bloom in the Spring-time air

Bringing color everywhere

The Birds are singing their early morning song

They chirp and chatter all day long

They help to bring the morning into fruition

A peaceful tranquillity brought to submission

In the distance many miles afar

As you wander you may wonder, where you are

Are you lost or just misplaced

Or like the landscape, easily traced

An adventure to be enjoyed in this wondrous place

As earth discloses her morning face

The Grass grows in a melancholy way

Bends in the breeze, everyday

When the Wind howls like a creature from the dark

It disturbs both the Wren and the Lark

Both nesting in the sweet smelling grass

Who become frightened when you pass?

We sometimes wonder what’s over the hill

So silent so quiet, so very still

To wander aimlessly is the want

Enjoying every Tree, Creature or living Plant

When the rains come so does the mist

In early morning the earth is gently kissed

Into life, as the Dew glistens all around

Like a sea of ebbing grass lying on the ground

To walk this path like many times before

A walk I really do adore