Where the kingfisher darts the river Stour will flow <br />with its great old willows swaying to and fro. <br />Long slender branches with their leaves deep in water <br />makes these old trees look so much shorter. <br />This lazy river just slowly passing by, with fluffy white clouds <br />dotted in the sky. An artist landscape or a writers dream <br />where the river and sunlight reflect the scene. <br />Around the bend stands another great willow and a different <br />scene just steals the show. Dragon flys swoop <br />above your head and the fish stir up the river bed. <br />A bridge and a mill where life stands still <br />a place of beauty that doesn't seem real; <br />yet I have seen this Constable Country with it's <br />aged old willows along, The Stour running free. <br />Not to forget the church that has stood the test of time <br />with a stained glass window made so refine. <br />with a dedication to a man who's art we love <br />who now resides in Heaven above. <br /> <br />Remembering John Constable 1776-1837 <br />A Tribute to a Great Artist.<br /><br />sylvia spencer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/willow-tree-river/
