The hills, some ploughed brown, come undulating down, framed by verdant green hedges,
forming the edges, where flocks of crows squawking, are already stalking the tractor.
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A perfect English countryside with wonderful recognizable images and a plethora of internal rhymes (impressive) . Your title is very apt and your poem a visual and aural delight. love, Allie xxxx
let me agree with David here how your words just set the entire picture before my eyes....a brilliant write......: O)
The Hills are more than Alive in this lovely poem...I love your use of images and descriptions.....it's like being there for real.....This is a beauty........marci.xo
Ernestine the imagery here is panoramic. You can almost taste the countryside as you read this fabulous poem. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David
A lovely picture of day to day life in the countryside and a real pleasure to read. Love, Andy xx