Oh Give Me A Hill!


Oh give me a hill, to climb at my leisure!
A hill let me climb, just me and my dog.

Not a mountain majestic
of epic dimension
That would take many days
and a Sherpa to scale,
Nor a pitiful hillock,
like a fairy’s invention,
That would only challenge
the young or the frail.

Give me one that has pathways
of fair inclination
That cut ‘cross the face
of a dome ‘gainst the sky;
Whose summit once mounted
is of good elevation
With distant horizons to comfort the eye.

I will sit on that hill,
gaze on cosmos and landscape,
See what future memory
the vista might jog.
And then I’ll descend
reciting sad poetry,
And we’ll wend our way homewards
me and my dog.