George Ruddock – Page 28

The Real McCoy

It casts its shadow
Across the lawn
Even in the snow
And certainly in the dawn

The Damson tree asks
Me to rest in its … Read the rest

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 … Read the rest

I have guarded this forest
For so so many years
I have witnessed peace and unrest
Seen laughter and tears

Children have climbed in my … Read the rest

War, such an aggressive sound
One that enters your brain
And you think battlefield
Or even worse nuclear rain

A word, it seems to me… Read the rest

Intrepid canal travellers slowly float
Through the Shropshire countryside
Many on a decorative narrow boat
Don’t you want to hitch a ride

Entering and exiting … Read the rest

In a wooden glade
She silently stands
This wise old owl
That is never afraid

Forest walkers stop for a chat
Some seeking knowledge and … Read the rest

You are always in my heart and my song
I sing about times, good and bad
But they all have gone
And I only feel … Read the rest

Angel in the clouds on blue sky

You walk a lonely road
But angels do watch over you
They want to lighten your load
But they can’t walk in your shoes

I left to see, to learn
From the wonders in the world
But I knew I would return
As Shropshire’s rolling hills held my heart… Read the rest

The countryside is at peace
The sun is shining on green pastures
Even the tractors are resting
As I stop and gaze in rapture