I see you from a distance,
Sweet memories close to heart,
One day I'll surely leave you,
In death we'll surely part.
I look down on the village school,
Where I spent happy days,
The memories are so clear now,
In oh so many ways.
I see them walking up the hill,
Those friends now in the past,
I hear the sounds of laughter,
How time has moved so fast.
Where are those many faces,
Of pals that I once knew?
Do they still remember,
As I so often do?
So many men have walked this way,
And so will many more,
One day I'll surely leave you,
This Wales that I adore.
Jayne Davies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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