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A Valley Boy

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A Valley Boy

People not from here don't often understand
What its like to live upon this green land.
With the wind and the rain all they see is pain.
Most never complain.
To live here is a privilege you see
Right in the heart of a Welsh valley.

With castles of old and great stories to be told
We certainly fit the Celtic mold.
Never surrendered and revolt on the mind
A Royalist is hard to find.
Dragons fire in our hearts and love in the soul
Its not all rain and coal.
The land is lush, green and wet
(Nature provides) never forget.
A country of poets, musicians and lovers
We may seem quite strange to others.
We'd open our hearts and the land
There's plenty of green and little sand.

We could provide for ourselves you see
We've just been fed lies daily.
We're lucky to be here or don't you agree
I'm just happy to live in a Welsh Valley

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Date: 2/21/2017 2:49:00 PM
Sweet write! You do your home proud. mo
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