Cheltenham Poem by JJ Evendon

Cheltenham

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A flock of pigeons seen on the ground,
curious, a farmer wanders over to see what they've found.
He discovers a fresh bubbling spring,
that when tasted, leaves his tongue slightly tingling.
Soon, the gentry and royals came when ill they felt,
to drink the miraculous waters born close to the river Chelt.
Now, nearly two centuries later, from once a green pastured land,
it has become the beautiful Regency Spa town of Cheltenham.

Monday, September 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Town
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