Hawthorn Blossom In The City - Poem by Pete Crowther
Some say that Hull’s an ugly city
All grime and muck and traffic fumes
In truth a place that’s far from pretty
But have you seen its hawthorn blooms?
We went to Hull by car today,
The sun was shining on the trees,
While here and there white-castled may
Reared crowns of snow above the leaves.
You could not see the muck and grime
Nor hear the traffic’s constant bray
For here was other space and time
Where ruled the lovely flowering may.
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