Rain Upon The Arbour Poem by Matthew Holloway

Sat in the courtyard
Of some stately home
In the countryside
Where fields surround
The ornate walls and decor
It rains upon the arbour
And flowers bend
Sodden by the waters
Cobble paths glisten
In the lights from windows
There is a calmness here
Far from the reality
Of the lives of many
Even in the rain
Money can buy you much
The house in the country
The gardens well maintained
The ornate decor
Bay windows
open fireplaces
Horse stables and archways
Even the arbour
In which to shelter
From the falling rain
Yet is cannot buy you the eyes
To see all such beauty
To be blind here
Would be a shame