Do you know of
Bertha’s Brook ?
It’s a place where
children play
People talk and
walkers walk,
And on the bridge there couples court at the
closing of the day.
Daytime finds it
splashed in with toys
Boats and twigs and
skimming stones
Squelchy wellies home
by sundown
To dry by the fire
with soggy clothes
Evening finds a
courting couple
Happy to be hand in
hand
Feelings express the
waters babble
Life moves on as
change demands…
A nestling nook
On tapestried hills
For casting ills
Across the fields
And feel the freedom
that it yields
Stiperstones Squilver Snailbeach
said softly
for the soul who’s seeking solace
You’ll find it there
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