Chris RYS Poems

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1.
Aberfan Disaster

The rolling hills of green,
The mining spoils line the valley,
The children leave for school one last time,
They kiss their Ma´s goodbye.
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2.
The Brecon Beacons

As I step out of the car, the bitter coldness hits me like a wave,
A tranquil feeling rushes over me.
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3.
For Thy

I miss thy touch
I miss thy smile
I miss thy smell
A gentle smell of lavender says your here
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