I Was A Child In These Fields Poem by timmy conway
I Was A Child In These Fields
I was a child in these fields
Made daisy chains
Picked cowslips
We played in the woods
Fished the canal
Dived from the lock
Into the crystal water
Played horses in the Knox
Slayed down the Moat
Blew -Love me
-Love me nots
Sang by heart my daily prayer
-Daily Daily Sing To Mary
Now I walk where we raced boxes
Stumble on the wet leaves
And admire the chestnut.
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5/5/2024 8:03:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Cowslips! Thanks for sharing.