I know why I love the country Green grass and endless fields Hedgerows- ,wild trees follow rivers Narrow roads and winding bends Where mountains end, the Skies begin Where torrents of rivers turn into streams Unpolluted a calm space for thinking A blade of grass I chew I'm reminiscing A cow a sheep a horse are grazing Not a care not a sound Little noise your ears are hearing Undisturbed birds peck the ground Forest green stretching skywards Painting shapes upon the hills A croft a farm stuck in so nicely The burning smoke hangs like a mist I lean on a fence green moss covered The wood damp rotting with time A place my heart longs to recapture Green green grass and endless dreams Andy.B 18.01.004
