The yellow road

by Jem Croucher


Metalled by the Romans
on top of Bignor Hill
We came across the yellow road
heading homeward still
Mostly blue sky overhead
with tiny flecks of grey
The sunshine on the yellow shone
to show us both the way

At the hill crest we saw Houghton
with Amberley behind
A welcome sight for hiker’s eyes
for body, soul and mind
It meant we had walked fifty miles
along the South Downs Way
Covering half its distance
by the end of this fine day

Photo – Rapeseed fields, Bury Hill, West Sussex – Jempics

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