LOOK TO THE HILLS
I was feeling blue.
I was feeling glum.
My big 9-0 birthday
Had recently come and gone.
The years that were ahead
Suddenly looked too few.
I headed for the hills
For a more uplifting view
But the hills were wrapped in mists.
And yet the morning after,
Patches of sky shone through.
I recalled a lyric line:
“I’m gonna live until I die.”
And I felt my spirits rise.
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