Unfathomably Random Poetry
Ever Stood Upon A Hill
Have you ever stood upon a hill and faced out to the west?
Have you ever looked up to the sky and thought life was at its best?
Ever, smiled, ever laughed, just because it rains?
Pouring down, crashing lightning, clashing like a chain?
Have you ever stood out in the sun, and shed a hundred tears?
Have you ever looked out to the ocean and aged a hundred years?
Ever cried, ever frowned, though you don't know why?
Ever hollered, ever crawled up in a ball,
Or said you wished to die.....
The End
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