Built solidly of stone or bricks,
no pebble-dash or fancy tricks.
Constructed to perform a duty,
not meant to be a thing of beauty.
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This a really great poem and it sums up the village halls I have known. The life and soul of the village when the people are there, a transformation from loving neglect to vibrancy. Patrick
Hooray! Another wonderful write. You are just my style, love this one lots. Love Ernestine XXX
I can identify with this completely. A great read, Kate. Our village halls are not just bricks and mortar - they're PEOPLE places. Love, Fran xx
Such a nice start, Kate Beamish. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.