Barren Hillsides

Barren hillsides
where I make my home
Open spaces
seldom view themselves
I live alone
where others go
i dare not venture
To be free
take your leave
Cherish life
may it be plentiful
as a mountain spring


bird don’t fly away
stay here with me
in my garden of green
your colours so pristine

in the home you built
from the surrounding tree
spending time, with family
till fully fledged they leave

seasons pass, yet remain
waiting for the chance again
to see them reunited
so that i may hear joy