Somewhere The Hills Were Blue

I remember somewhere the hills were blue
in the distance, shading to violet
when it rained they receded to watercolours

and we sang about them then.
we were young then
shading into blue ballads

and loved the fairytale where the heroune put on
her gown of gold, embellished with the sun
and splendidly shone.

asking nothing but to live among bill hills
that shaded into violet
and then became embroidered

with the rains.

mary angela douglas 20 march 2018