Hill Rolling

A personal pleasure

When everything’s green

Is to wander up the hill

Remaining unseen

Hide in the long grass

Until the time is right

And then roll

Turn and tumble

To the bottom

And then delight

In the head spin

Dizzy and ecstatic

Magic

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