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Reunion Hill

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Must've been in late September When last I climbed Reunion Hill Fell asleep on Indian Boulder Dreamed a dream I will not tell I came home as the sun went down One eye trained upon the ground Even now I find their things Glasses, coins and golden rings It's ten years since that ragged army Limped across these fields of mine Gave them bread, I gave them brandy Most of all I gave them time My well is deep and the water pure The streams are fed by mountain lakes I cleaned the brow of many a soldier Dowsing for my husband's face I won't forget our sad farewell And how I ran to climb that hill To see him walk across the valley And disappear into... the trees Alone there in a sea of blue It circles every afternoon A single hawk in god's great sky Looking down with god's own eyes It soars above Reunion Hill And I pray he spirals higher still As if from such an altitude He might just keep our love... in view Must've been in late September When last I climbed Reunion Hill

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