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A Farmhouse Vale

Mist evolves down the hillside into the vale

Where the farmhouses sit all put together

There’s no sense of wind here, there’s no bit of gale

Just one leery breeze that blends with the other

 

The houses confine themselves within the shade

And warmth flows there inside the chimneys conveyed

Where some sides of the buildings glisten in light

Sparkles with joy from now until the broad night

 

It is early morning, fires are still aglow

Burned all night with wood stored in the wicker trug

Sparks, spitting out making a huge firework show

A carefully placed guard to save the rag rug.

 

Mam is stirring the porridge, a lovely sight

Papa’s gone to the byre, check cows are alright

Daybreak is here, the children need to awake

Breakfast, then the long trek to school they must take

 

Within the boundaries so warm and cozy

The sights of any day of enlightenment

No matter day or night the valley I see

Complete, whole and surely full of contentment 

 

Around the kitchen table they had sat this night

Mam with her sewing, Papa smiling at the sight

Children asleep tucked up in their gossamer down

In this idyllic place, the valley they call home


COLLAB.  between Russell Sivey and Seren Roberts

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