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Array ( [sid] => 22892 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => THE HILL [time] => 2003-09-07 20:35:00 [hometext] => [bodytext] => It was the dead of Winter
when I first moved to the hill.
I was just thankfull to
have my own place to live!
The world I knew before was everything
but peacefull and still.
I just gave up,
didn't have much will.

That first night, I knew
everything would be alright!
The moon,
the stars was talking
to me as they
shone so brite.
I drew strength from
such a beautifull sight.
I knew somehow my life had changed
by the first morning light.

Things changd and
I had to move away.
All the time
I just wanted to stay.
When life gets in turmoil
just can't find my way
I go toJohnson's hill
and listen to what
the stars
have to say,
I find that peace and
know there will be
a brand new day.

Johnson's hill in Star City, Arkansas USA
I found much healing inside my soul own this hill! [comments] => 3 [counter] => 257 [topic] => 43 [informant] => emystar [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

THE HILL

Contributed by emystar on Sunday, 7th September 2003 @ 08:35:00 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

It was the dead of Winter
when I first moved to the hill.
I was just thankfull to
have my own place to live!
The world I knew before was everything
but peacefull and still.
I just gave up,
didn't have much will.

That first night, I knew
everything would be alright!
The moon,
the stars was talking
to me as they
shone so brite.
I drew strength from
such a beautifull sight.
I knew somehow my life had changed
by the first morning light.

Things changd and
I had to move away.
All the time
I just wanted to stay.
When life gets in turmoil
just can't find my way
I go toJohnson's hill
and listen to what
the stars
have to say,
I find that peace and
know there will be
a brand new day.

Johnson's hill in Star City, Arkansas USA
I found much healing inside my soul own this hill!

Copyright © emystar ... [ 2003-09-07 20:35:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: THE HILL (User Rating: 1 )
by Crow on Sunday, 7th September 2003 @ 09:11:45 PM AEST
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what a very pretty poem, good work, Crow

Re: THE HILL (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Sunday, 7th September 2003 @ 09:16:55 PM AEST
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well done, I find my peace at the lake
Shari

Re: THE HILL (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 11th February 2004 @ 04:10:22 PM AEST
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Where the fire in this piece you need a fire that keep the reader to your piece without fire your work is boring and uninteresting.

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