Where The Valley’s Green


I could hear you in the distance,
calling out to me.
Asking me to stay awhile,
here were the valley’s green.

I turn and say I’m leaving you.
Few lands have meant so much.
Yet freedom stirs my heart again,
and you never won my love.

1978, May

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