The peaks of Snowdonia rise to the sky
And the scenery here so divine,
The pastures of green and the ranges before me
That glow as the sunlight does shine,
As I say bore da to the land of such beauty
For my friends are each mountain and field,
Good morning to all of God's creatures and flowers
And all of their glory they yield.
I walk through the meadows enchanting and peaceful
My heart is now lost to their grace,
The joy that I feel will belong here forever
And my thoughts shall remain of this place,
As I say bore da to the land of such wonder
For my friends are the valleys and streams,
Good morning to all of God's creatures and flowers
For this is the home of my dreams.
The lakes are a mirror so still and inspiring
The breeze over water now sails,
Through moorlands of heather in violet September
Which climb on the slopes of the vales,
As I say bore da to the land of such treasure
For my friends are the forests that grow,
Good morning to all of God's creatures and flowers
In nature's most wonderful show.
My welsh ancestery perked up at this one Andrew, I could almost hear the male choir humming to your words. Absolutely wonderful. Thank you. Happy new year Ann
Another capturing an gracefully written and beautifully crafted - work of art thank you! Best wishes Andrew! ! & A very Happy New Year! ! Friend Thad
This made my heart sore, because I know the hills and valleys of Snowdonia and have the same love you have shown for them. I now walk in the hills and mountains of South Africa a long way from the mountains of my birth. Thank you for this brilliant poem, bore da, diolch en fawr. Bob
I just happened to noticed something in an already great poem Andrew As I say bore da to the land of such treasure For my friends are the forests that grow, Good morning to all of God's creatures and flowers In nature's most wonderful show. WOW! ! ! ! Truly brilliant Thankyou Andrew Love duncan
This is lovely Andrew, all I can say is da iawn (very good) , the scenery around Wales is spectacular, diolch yn fawr for a good poem, 10 Lynda xxx
Good morning to all of God's creatures and flowers For this is the home of my dreams. ............................................................... What remarkable boredom is at you... Surprising poems, Andrew...10........... Tsira
What an enchanting greeting - the Welsh certainly have poetry running through their veins and the Welsh countryside has indeed provided the perfect subject for your gentle, water color penning. Grace walks through your work Andrew. You lift the spirit of the reader. A delight to read this one. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a peacefull feeling this leaves the reader Andrew, your wonderous majic ink once again painted a profoundly beautifull colour to stay in our hearts..... I find this filled with much serinty...... Bonnie