This is a short poem about the Derbyshire hills.
As a child I would sit and look at them initially from the village green and then from my window in Baslow, England, and be awe inspired as the night came down. These magical memories have given me strength and a sense of inner peace as an adult.
The poem ends with my awareness of an ultimate reunion with those hills.
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