Classic and Contemporary Poetry

THE HILLS WE LOVE, by GRACE LOWE BROADHEAD
First Line: There are hills down near the south seas
Last Line: Are the only hills we love.
Subject(s): Home; Mountains; Hills; Downs (great Britain)

There are hills down near the South Seas,
Where the sun pours his hottest rays;
There are hills in thrilling China
Nestling closely near the bays;
There are hills in gay old Europe,
Where the skies are blue above,
But the hills of our home State
Are the only hills we love.