Sunny Valley Poem by Christopher Tye

Sunny Valley

Lay me down in my sunny valley when I die,
So I can bask in the sunlit homeland of my youth,
Away from the horrors of the modern world.

Lay me down in my sunny valley when I die,
Let me rest in eternal peace and solitude,
For this little corner of old England is where my heart belongs.

Lay me down in my sunny valley when I die,
This little valley of orchards, woods and golden wheat fields,
Land of hedgehogs, bunny rabbits and colourful birds.

Lay me down in my sunny valley when I die,
The last reminder of a sun filled childhood long since passed,
A little corner of the world that was once utopia.

By Christopher Tye