A ridge of hills against the sky,
a won'drous sight to see,
an invitation to explore
this grassy inland sea.
The distant hills all stand in line,
leading a rider on
through a journey of discov'ry,
light of a new days dawn.
It makes us wonder at such times
"what's on the other side?"
Seems like there's always one more hill,
another mile to ride.
When the long journey's done at last,
the ending of the ride...
topping the crest of that last hill,
we see the other side.
©2009 by Clark Crouch.
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