Into the countryside we walked,
Up the hill we went
And there in front of us was nature.
The green leaves of summer on the trees,
The straw-coloured land of the hot sun,
But down below was My River,
Its banks in a beautiful green hue.
We walked along the path
The trees and bushes around us,
Full of fruit.
The ripe blackberries ready to pick,
Bright red apples on some trees.
As we walked up the path
We saw cows on the land
All laying down with each other.
The tall trees in the distance
Showing us their beauty.
As we walked through the countryside,
The realm of the countryside
Bringing such joy to us
As the countryside always does
As we tread our path of life
Towards the beauty that awaits us.
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Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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Regardless of what anyone might think, I'm generally a positive kind of guy, but besides you Sir Finch I am the Tsar of nevativity .. Neville
Thank you for your very kind words Neville.
Andy
I have been home to London this past july, and it was amazing to see the size and colour of the flowers. What a lovely poem. 🌹
Glad that you enjoyed yourself Teddy.
Andy
Love the country Andy, always have and that is my choice of living. Very nicely written
I too love the country soren, thank you.
Andy
Tra la Tra la .... you'd sort out Putin's problems in no time at all, Sir Andy . You have a PM who is a Sir....All will be resolved very soon.........by my god, I'm getting worse......
He might be a Sir but he is a right pain in the proverbial Dave.
Andy
Really? I'd never have guessed.......
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