English Meadows
How lush the English meadows fair
Where buttercups and daisies grow
With clover and wild orchids rare,
And violets lurk 'neath green hedgerow.
Where lazy cows with soft, brown eyes
Crop green sward and crew their cud
And busy bees and butterflies
Investigate each bursting bud.
Where rabbits run and quiet sheep graze
And frisky lambs leap playfully,
Where morning dew and sunny haze
Replenishes each grassy lea.
Where trumpets of white columbines
Nod gently in the summer air,
Where honeysuckle coils and twines
And garlands all the hedgerows there.
The sweet wild flowers in grassy lea
The springy turf beneath our feet
Make one feel very glad to see
The lovely English meadows sweet.
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Simple Rhymes - By Ruby N Ramsell
PuisiThis is the first collection of poems that my great grandma wrote, I never knew her, she passed before I was born. There are two booklets of poems that she authored, the second of which is dated 1995, I believe the first was printed a couple of year...
