CLAUDETTE PRUITT ~ AUTHOR, HISTORIAN AND POET

 

“ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE HILL”

From Grants pass and over the hill

I have traveled the Galice road and do still

The Rogue River flowing through ancient canyon walls,

Hellgate Canyon fromed by water many ago years

To rocks of dunne Riffle, splashed by the rivers tears,

 

But to me the view with life’s greatest thrill

Is to look beyond where Buckhorn Mt. does rise.

Here is where my family log home lies –

“On the other side of the hill.”

 

Don’t we often wonder what lies on the other side of the hill?

 

On the road of life we go through change and strife

And we come to many a crest on a hill.

So I raise my eyes, and I drink my fill

Of that familiar view, of what was my life,

 

How fun to watch the scene roll by with my life’s best!

But I hope when I come to that final crest

I’ll be with eagerness still, to see the thrill

Waiting for me – “On the other side of the hill.”

 

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