His Cornish Eye Poem by Clive Blake

He watched
A Cornish chough,
Flying so Cornish high,
Over Cornish cliffs,
In a Cornish sky,
All Cornish observations,
Made by his Cornish eye.

He watched
The Cornish sun,
Masked by a Cornish cloud,
He thought his Cornish thoughts,
His Cornsh thoughts were loud,
He viewed the Cornish landscape,
And he felt so Cornish proud.

He watched
The Cornish waves,
Roll into the Cornish bay,
He saw the Cornish sunset,
At the end of another Cornish day,
For he was forever Cornish,
And forever Cornish he will stay...