As we sat on the hilltop <br />Looking down over the dales <br />The sky is blue <br />But, a few clouds shadowed the vales <br />I looked your way <br />You were deep in thought <br />You look so troubled <br />All tense and fraught <br />It wasn’t the time <br />For us to talk <br />But I wished I could read your mind <br />And banish all your troubles away <br />So you could just enjoy <br />This beautiful day <br />The grasses swayed, <br />To and fro in the gentle breeze <br />Way up on high the Skylark warbles <br />his earlier reprise. <br />I take your hand and give it a squeeze <br />I look into your eyes and smile <br />Maybe just for a moment <br />Just for a little while. <br />You’ll take comfort <br />Knowing for you I’ll always be there <br />and you’ll notice the beautiful day <br />That we’ve begun to share <br />Still sitting on the hilltop <br />Looking down to the dales <br />The sky is blue <br />The clouds have lifted from the vales <br />Like the lines that made you frown <br />I look your way <br />And you turn to me and say <br />My god what a beautiful day <br />Look a Skylark <br />I smile<br /><br />Allie Lusha<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/friends-402/
