There is a pretty little place in England
There is a sunny little spot
Where the sea hit’s the rocks at the end of the cliff.
It’s a pretty little place In England
Cute little tea places,
Have a traditional cream tea
Scone cream jam and tea
It’s a cute little place in England
Famously known for its beauty
Famously known for the cliff
The cliff where the water meets it
The cliff where you can see for miles
It’s a pretty little place in England,
Standing by the cliff
I shall spread my arms and fly to my death.
i love everything about ti, except the ending.. lady.. no death talks.. good poetry though
Famously known for its beauty Famously known for the cliff The cliff where the water meets it The cliff where you can see for miles........................nature when talks of beauty by mellowness............excellent explosion matrix by imagery,10+++, thanks for sharing
well the poem is as beutiful as that beautiful place where the water meets the cliff lol hey frend how are you doing anyways lol
'It’s a pretty little place in England, Standing by the cliff I shall spread my arms and fly to my death.' I am delighted with this cute short poem.10+++
As steve said beautiful but sad - sounds like Lands End - life no matter how sad is always worth looking over that next hill, behind the next door
A beautiful little poem about England with such a sad ending. I do love your imagery. I wonder which spot inspired this. Best Steve
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem I want 2 go there