The weather's right, I taste the chill <br />I climb the unyielding hill <br />And gaze in awe at the other side <br />Acceptable now the light has died <br />Sodium lava into the distance <br />Conurbation's conspicuous existence <br />Resplendant in electro glow <br />Yet far enough removed below <br />In the darkness this vista wins <br />But when the dawn begins <br />My valley fills with swirling mist <br />The man made delights desist <br />The sun, the weather colour my hills <br />And provide me with my daily thrills <br />The majesty of wondrous nature <br />Pleases me as I relate t'yer <br />The unique topography <br />Of the priceless prize I see <br />This side of the hill is my desire <br />And then inside to light a fire<br /><br />Esra Sloblock<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/contrast-4/
