A picture of beauty,
A blanket of blue,
Soft tender Bluebells,
Fresh morning dew.
High in the treetops,
The sweet sounds of birds,
My love for this valley,
Expressed in these words.
Where my life began,
And my life will end,
This valley, my valley,
My true, special friend.
Jayne Davies
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