A patchwork of wonderous colours
Spreads across the Shropshire land
Is this a painting by numbers
Coloured by natures hand
Fields of yellow, green and brown
Rolling hills touching the sky
How can anyone feel down
When such a view fill their eye.
Poetry
A patchwork of wonderous colours
Spreads across the Shropshire land
Is this a painting by numbers
Coloured by natures hand
Fields of yellow, green and brown
Rolling hills touching the sky
How can anyone feel down
When such a view fill their eye.