Wednesday, October 8, 2014
Englands Legacy. Comments
Rating: ★5.0
The fingers of long shadows reach, bid a 'goodnight' to the sun
And weary bones will travel home, to each and every one,
There's a peace settles on England's length, a peace that so instils,
A golden silence on the land, its fields and distant hills.
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8/8/2025 10:07:39 AM # 1.0.0
I remember those days myself, horses being the main source of power in agriculture. We used to have seasons back then. This a well written nostalgic tale of life as it was when war broke out in 1939. Thousands of horses were conscripted and taken over to France, few returned. You've written a wonderful poem here, with a blend of nostalgia and pathos. excellent work.