The Faraway Hill...

Dear Juliet

There is a hill far away, where men still dream of those they lost.

There is a hill far away, where no one counts the cost.

The winds may ravage and make you weep, but my counsel I hope you'll keep.

There's never a hole into which you'll fall too deep.

Don't let Toronto make you weep.

There is a future far away, waiting for you, the princess in her castle or her keep.

Love,

James






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