The Shire

There is a memory buried deep of hills that roll forever in the sky

and in my sleep I dream about those hills towering high.


Deep in the countryside is where I reside.


I never thought that things would change,

That age would come...

As night falls I lie awake and think of them in all their range.


All I see is the dark city light that makes strange shadows in the night.

Things have changed, that much I know but my inner child I’ll always know.