As I sat on the hill <br />Looking o'er the great plains. <br />Resting my limbs and easing the pains. <br />My mind took flight and soared over the land, <br />recalling clear memories both bold and grand. <br /> <br />Giving clear visions of a boy who sat dreaming, <br />playing innocent games as the sun was gleaming. <br />To a man wearing combats playing war games, <br />still threading the same ground but with different aims. <br /> <br />And I think about how much a man <br /> can love the land where he lives. <br />And the beauty of nature and the serenity it gives. <br />And if God were to take me at the end of this day. <br />There's no finer place on this earth <br />where I'd rather lay.<br /><br />Mark Dillon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-to-the-curragh-of-kildare/
