Carding-Mill Valley Poem by Lee Fones

walking up Carding-mill valley
a very exquisite scene
like walking in a picturesque alley
in that mist, it's a dreary dream

surrounded by mountains
mountains of Long Mynd
there is no water fountain
just an awful lot of wind

you can view power gliders
heading high or low
one of them drinking cider
drunk now heading back slow

in my leather walking boots
trudging for miles and miles
eating chopped-up fruits
plus climbing lots of styles

dirt upon my clothes
now drenched top to toe
standing on, a spot now froze
at foot of hill a lovely chateau