From Eyesore to Sight For Sore EyesA Poem by Chris Shaw(praise where praise is due)
where once this landscape was a mess
of gravel pits and ugliness within a flood plain of the Thames a transformation's taken place how flawless is it's new attire where gleaming lakes and swaying trees make walks beside the water's hem an April gift of happiness a natural habitat it seems a perfect spot to pause and dream while waterfowl and chirping birds are company along the way where bindweed trumpets greet the morn in shades of pinks and pearly whites give thanks and praise for what is seen our local planners got it right © 2022 Chris ShawFeatured Review
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24 Reviews Added on April 17, 2022 Last Updated on April 17, 2022 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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