Cleadon Hills Poem by Paul Reed
Cleadon Hills
I stood on the top of the world
And saw hills from Cheviot to Cleveland
A North Eastern dreamland
of sorts;
And remembered many carefree days
With the summer forming a haze
over the grass;
A place where rabbit and yellowhammer abound
Where foxes hide
And the owl abides
And when the only sound
Was the movement of the air
As it swept the hill
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