I Will Go To The Dales Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

I will go running
Across the undulating and green dales
Sitting upon a stone
I like to remember about many old tales

Old tales about love,
Peace, hate and sea of dancing crops
How the sun rises in
The east and grazes the swinging tree tops

Tales about a young
And sweet lass who fell in love and died
With her lover at the
Top of a cliff where to a tree they were tied

Tales of young men
Who left searching for work at the dawn
Some came back with
Wealth and fame some chose not to return

There are many tales
I remember and feel both happy and sad
I remain there till birds
Return to their nests and the sun turns red