What a Place!
Natural landscapes embrace the small town Crickhowell,
Comforted in a lush cocooned valley.
The Black Mountains that stretch for an eternity,
And casting of high shadows for an early retirement.
Beauty that will never be duplicated.
Singing rivers run wild through this place,
A calm melody of the Usk in the mist of the morning,
To a raging bull as it approaches a water fall in Tal-Y-Bont.
Power of a world that is unable to convince with words.
Diverse landscapes capture the essence of your heart
As you travel from deep plentiful woods in the Beacons,
Then imagine the most beautiful shoreline ever seen.
Long sandy beaches of Tenby to the cliffs of Landwit Major.
You stare at yourself as you gaze out to sea.
The breeze that touches your face is like a kiss of passion,
A paradise purpose built by Earth for all to see.
History and knowledge owned by its people from the Rhondda,
The true wealth of community still runs free here.
Born are the stars that have extreme influence on the world,
This by all counts is not a coincidence.
A true asset to the World, Wales.
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