Ah, to be at the cool wet hills—
Now that Sun's here ‘pon me in planes
Who its stern enough face reveals,
And soon be at peak of its pains,
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Whilst at these hills I was almost sick of the wet, wet dripping hills, and the sun not showing for days. Whilst there, this poet wrote a piece lamenting the situation, and now missing them! Life is like that.Thank You, Edward Louis.
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" At the peak of its pains" ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Whilst at these hills I was almost sick of the wet, wet dripping hills, and the sun not showing for days. Whilst there, this poet wrote a piece lamenting the situation, and now missing them! Life is like that.Thank You, Edward Louis.