Pennine Chain

Pennine Chain
                  by Bob Moore © 2021

I’ve camped in the hills of the Pennine Chain
in the cold, and the snow, and the pouring rain
and if I was young I would do it again
but the days of my youth are behind me

Beyond Hayfield, at Kinder Scout
each weekend I would be, out and about
tramping and camping, and seeing the sights
free as the birds all around me.

Follow the road, the Pennine Way
built by the Romans, back in the day
Climb the downfall, and Jacobs Ladder
enjoy all the peace travels with me

Now back home to reality, the week is new
money to earn, and work to do
back to my life, and daily toil
with friends and family around me. 

Bob Moore.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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