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Beauty Beheld ©

William Carolan
Luton, England
2003

Standing on a hill where I once stood
I see a sight my eyes did not then include.
Now with eyes much older now than then,
I see scenery of mountains and glens.
The young eyes looked, but no beauty did they see
now older eyes appreciate the sight of majesty.
I left this land of mine but did not see
the sights visitors appreciated more than me.
But when I returned and stood on that same hill
and now see the grandeur and have my fill
of what my eyes behold and wonder still.
How could I not have seen this sight so grand?
A beauty that's always been part of this great land.
Only by returning could I see
what young eyes missed of this lovely scenery.


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