Sheep gnaw at clumps of grass
Buttercups shine as yellow cut-glass
Bluebells haze and blue a bare hill bereft of a wood
And I laze where struggling shepherds once stood.
Copyright © 2018 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Sheep gnaw at clumps of grass
Buttercups shine as yellow cut-glass
Bluebells haze and blue a bare hill bereft of a wood
And I laze where struggling shepherds once stood.
Copyright © 2018 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Awesome words and so nice to laze on this green grass with the little lambs for company. Great poem.
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Lovely image.
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