into these hills

as i walk these hills with you
i remember you as small
with a tiny hand
and a curly head
looking out on the world with awe

so full of life
and ready for the puddles
mud
did not deter you
from the laughter
that they brought
me
and you

but as i walk these hills with you
you tower over me now
your dreams need wings
to take you where
i cannot go
and i realise
this will one day soon
be just a memory
and every breath and every step
was all of life to me

but as with migratory birds
i cannot hold you now
your heart is calling
follow the dream
and i must let you go
with a glad wish
and a happy thought
i'll think of you each day

as i walk into these hills alone
your inspiration carries me
aloft
adrift
above
and home