Cyhydedd Naw Ban Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

The mountains are high covered in snow.
They overlook the valley below
Where farmers must work tilling the soil,
they’d rather be free; not have to toil..
No man can be completely free. Though
some think they ought to be they know
their contrasting desires in turmoil.
Most choose to stay faithful to the soil.
A few choose freedom and gladly go.
Circumstances may combine to foil
the fervent wish to be freed from toil.
It is just a dream as you well know.
You are free to dream but not to go.
Because you are a Son of the Soil.

13-Feb-09

Ifor ap richard