A northern town of character
I bravely left, to southward roam;
To relocate my family
In Dunster, my adopted home.
It's medieval majesty
And beauty far beyond compare;
A slice of rural Somerset
This Dunster that we came to share.
An ancient tiny hamlet
Recorded in the Domesday tome;
The river Avill winding through
This Dunster, my adopted home.
Resplendent in it's castle tall
Beside the working water-mill;
A piece of perfect England
Where time is still a standing still.
Oh Dunster, should I love you so?
Your streets by cobbled workers wrought;
My guilty love is yours to keep
As well as Lancashire I ought.
Written 1996
A beautiful slice of our green and pleasant land documented for all to see....lovely really feels me with pride of our little green gem...tyvm karen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Superb write John; very good indeed. I truly enjoyed reading this one.