Hand In Hand Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

The church bells are ringing,
We're early to rise,
There's a bright sun this morning,
It shines in my eyes,
I look up to the sky,
It's a nice shade of blue,
This is our Sunday,
I'll spend it with you,
We'll go for a walk,
Way over the hill,
Past the old farm,
With the brown painted mill,
We'll sit for a while,
Just to take in the view,
This is our time,
And I'm here with you,
And after a while,
We head off for home,
I so love our walks,
For we often roam,
The mountains and hillsides,
In this pleasant land,
No better time,
Than with you,
Hand in hand.

Jayne Louise Davies