This valley, this homeland where daffodils grow,
This place i grew up, that i call my own,
Those faces of loved ones are no longer here,
But life still goes on in this valley so dear.
Those days i remember of childhood and fun,
Those best moments cherished beneath the bright sun,
Their memory lives on in this valley so fine,
This is my homeland,
In this Wales i call mine.
Jayne Louise Davies
A sweet reminiscence of childhood and the bygone times. The depiction of love of the poetess for her homeland is endearing: Those faces of loved ones are no longer here, But life still goes on in this valley so dear". This lovely poem is POD today! Many congratulations! !
Thank you so much everyone : ) I really appreciate your kind comments x
Congrats on member poem of the day, Jayne! Poem is very well done and deserves this honor.
CONGRATULATIONS being chosen as rhe Member Poem Of The Day by PoemHunter and Team.
The memories live on in this homeland of mine, finest poem ever told, though we are growing old, so the same rythm is told, that's why we'll never grow old
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem, Jayne. There's no place like home.
Thank you Ron : ) Much appreciated