The Shire of York

The depth of your green makes my heart yearn for home My soul cherishes the moments we share Rolling hills house untold beauty The glories of creation never more spectacular Sheep quietly discuss the day While a beck winds its way Towards a thunderous waterfall Which feeds a magnificent oasis of ecology Coal fire smoke... Continue Reading →

Sometimes I Miss the City

Sometimes I miss the city I miss feeling like I belong Not lost in a sprawling mass of muddled towns But part of something identifiable   Sometimes I miss walking to the store Stumbling home from the pub Maybe catching a train Or riding the bus with stinky people   Most days though, I prefer... Continue Reading →

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