Hill Top Thoughts

She walked up the hill,
And stood ever so still,
And she thought that she heard it breathe.

But hills cannot breathe
She berated herself
And she spun on her heel,
Time to leave.

But the hill gave a sigh,
And a wail and a cry
And it told her that hills do have feelings.

She thought herself mad,
But she also felt bad,
In her head, all her feelings were reeling.

Oh dear Hill What is wrong?
Said the girl – voice singsong,
In an effort to conceal her worry.

I’m sad and I’m lonely without any friends
Said the Hill,
The girl simply said Sorry.

The Hill said no more,
And the girl wasn’t sure,
If that morning she’d heard the Hill talk.
Or did she imagine
Its struggles and sighs
As she went on that long morning walk?

She never was sure,
But from then, evermore,
At the summit of hills she would stop,
She’d sit down for a chat,
Give the Hill a soft pat,
And savour her time at the top.