Bertha's Brook, by Andrea MacDonald

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

And that’s a promise.