The Hills of Werth

What are theses vast and verdant Hills of Werth?
Where there grazes such beauty and relentless mirth?
Why does it seem in its mysterious wonder,
That I have roamed before in those hills yonder?

It was there on those hills that I had by chance seen,
The rolling landscape and the grass so green.
I beheld many a gorgeous and graceful flower,
And with each breath drank in the awe of that hour.

The rays of the sun shone down in such glory,
Painting the world gold as if in some story.
A breeze so gentle caressed and embraced me,
And closing my eyes I felt truly happy and free.

Again I viewed before me the Hills of Werth,
And there as in a trance I knelt to the earth.
My heart was so full and overwhelmed by it all,
That upwards to heaven my voice sent its call.

Memories came full of my life from the past,
Forcing me to realize what I knew wouldn’t last.
Those I had known and who they had been
Had changed far too much to be the same again.

Our love and affection was still real and good,
But life was altered and not where we once stood.
Life seemed to demand of us more and more,
Things we’d never considered or thought of before.

Here my thoughts caused me to miss all we were,
And here in this present moment the past I prefer.
But as the hills and their beauty before me are spread,
I pause and think deeply of what future lies ahead.

Many wonderful things from these changes have come,
And I can always look forward to when we’re all home.
All standing here together on this escalated earth,
This place we all know and love, The Hills of Werth.