Jayne Louise Davies Poems

Over valleys and mountains
Through green hills and vales
My love for my hometown,
Lies right here in Wales.
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It was a time back then,
When I hoped for the best,
Staying strong was the only way,
I was facing a difficult test.
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A walk in the sand
Seagulls fly high overhead
The wind in my hair.
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This valley, this homeland where daffodils grow,
This place i grew up, that i call my own,
Those faces of loved ones are no longer here,
But life still goes on in this valley so dear.
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No one should think they are better than you,
As you should not think you are better than them.
We all came into this world the same way,
Thus we will all go out of it the same way.
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It's so easy to drown in your sorrows
Good old music is one of a kind,
It will pick you up at your lowest,
Leaving your troubles behind.
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The wood pigeon calls,
He's early to rise,
A crow flies past,
In the morning sky,
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I think of you this Father's Day,
No card to send,
Just love from me,
Way up past,
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I'll never regain those wasted years,
Holding back through many fears,
Those wasted days,
Gone with the wind,
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The Black Bird sings his merry tune, such a merry tune he sings,
With joy and great excitement, he graces the air in Spring.
He sings it in the Morning, he sings it in the Night,
Searching for his soul mate, he sings with all his might.
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