OVER THE HILL!

Looking out,

over the hill,

I see,

a path winding,

quiet and still;

Nany times,

a whitetail crosses,

to walk,

through the cedar,

and on the mosses.

O, how I love,

this old path,

to walk,

and enjoy the solitude,

sometimes,

I see a dove,

or an eagle fly,

soaring so smoothly,

up high in the sky.


~ Winston Staples

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