The Place I Love Best
I wish to go to the mountains today
Not tomorrow next month or a year away
I long for the wind fresh air and the space
The sun and the rain upon my face
Cottages nestling on the side of the hill
Sheep eating the grass getting their fill
Eating my picnic beside the stream
The sun on the water giving a gleam
So quiet and peaceful not a sound
Only the birds are flying around
It's so relaxing no worry and stress
Please can I go to the place I love best
A poem by Valerie Ann Tillotson (1947-2005) © Keith Tillotson. Used with permission and thanks.
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