Country Style!

Country Style

The utter bliss, the windy kiss
Of rambling in the country
Where fresh pine smells and nature tells
To ‘special us’ and all and sundry.

How warm the wheel: that sun-struck feel
While walking paths and lanes
And dizzy flowers lay banks of powers
That draw you while the earth explains.

The touch of care, you have to share
For sharing is our duty
And reach from duller into colour
Loving every shade of beauty.

Know what it means to drink from streams
Of clear, sweet, cold, fresh water
And breathe the air, and stop and stare
At Mother Nature’s daughter.

Then climb the hill – just to fulfil
Your inner need for views
And cross with style, then pause awhile
To sample every breath of news.

The sigh you’ll feel, to watch and kneel
And taste a new perspective
That what is why, in every eye
We’re blessed with Childhoods retrospective.