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