We drove through villages with comfortable names, Coombe Bisset, Woodyates, Tarrant Hinton -
Daffodils bloomed in well kept churchyards -
A sign in a field advertised a Point to Point -
Men in subtle tweed walked labradors -
A stream flowed past a gracious house -
Beyond the safe gardens was the ancient landscape -
Tumuli rose from the delved earth -
At night the stars shone upon processional ways -
Each hill gave up its treasure -
Each valley shared its secret history -
11.00
Wednesday 22 February 2017
Wiltshire
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