BLUE REMEMBERED HILLS
My son, my brother and my dog
Are shades I follow in my dreams.
They offer me swift glancing gleams,
Of all that is, not all that seems.
That hidden fountain of delight
That shines again, just out of sight,
That promised land, of sweet content,
That land where time is safely spent
Beneath the skies and stars of heaven,
Where every blemish is forgiven,
Where children play all night, all day,
Where nothing we love can fade away..