On these undulating hills where sheep roam free, <br />and every rabbit builds his own colony. <br />Yellow cowslips, pink clover and purple vetch, <br />add colour to the green fields as they stretch <br />as far as the eye can see. Here’s such a view <br />to fill the heart with joy that’s long overdue. <br /> <br />The fresh, sweet, clear air that swirls and twirls around, <br />only in the quiet countryside is found. <br />And placid cows that will wander munching grass, <br />take such little notice of us as we pass. <br />Rooks cawing loudly throughout the hours of day, <br />seem to send a warning. ‘Don’t you dare to stay’. <br /> <br />This ground so lush with all its fine thriving plants. <br />Animals, birds and insects, how they all enhance. <br />Beautiful treasury set out here to find, <br />available for each being of mankind. <br />The pleasure should be welcomed by everyone. <br />On these undulating hills, joy has begun. <br /> <br /> <br />© Ernestine Northover<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/joy-has-begun/
