The River

by Jem Croucher


As the sun sets over shadowed hills
the tidal river flows
Meandering through the valley plain
as out to sea it goes
Enraptured in this evening light
we amble hand in hand
From High Trees along the river bank
in this fine Sussex land

All this wonder on our doorstep
never ceases to amaze
As we wander through this valley
with the river in our gaze
And we know we hold a privilege
by living in this place
Something never lost on us
as our footsteps we retrace



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