by Jem Croucher


I gaze up to those Sussex hills
beneath clear skies of blue
And one word springs to mind that is
descriptive of that view

For they’re nothing short of gorgeous
bathed in the evening light
A landscape painted there for me
a truly lovely sight

They sing to me in dulcet tones
with soft and sultry voice
These fields of green and rolling hills
For them I’ll oft rejoice

Photo – Jempics

Day 7 of the ‘Blogging from A-Z challenge

Version 2

3 Comments to “Gorgeous”

  1. I appreciate the poems of England – though I have been here since 1966 there is still nothing like the landscape of the old Country

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