The sun is shining for me, <br />beyond the distant hills. <br />Where my love is waiting, <br />for my return. <br />The water is sweet to drink, <br />beyond the distant hills, <br />where a warm fire is waiting, <br />for my return. <br /> <br />The grass bends in the breeze, <br />beyond the distant hills. <br />Where my love’s heart yearns <br />for my return. <br />A candle lights a window, <br />beyond the distant hills. <br />Where someone keeps a watchful eye, <br />for my return. <br /> <br />Beyond the distant hills, <br />where no clouds gather, <br />and no storms darken the sky. <br />Beyond the distant hills, <br />bright eyes wait for my return. <br />Beyond the distant hills, <br />my dreams will come true, <br />and I promised myself one day I will get there. <br /> <br /> <br />25 April 1988<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beyond-the-distant-hills/
