Overcome by memories,
Laden with pure gold,
I see you there beside me,
Those splendid days of old.
We walk across the mountain top,
The sunshine on our side,
And there we view the valley,
Our hearts fill up with pride.
For this is our true homeland,
The wales we call our home,
This i do remember,
In those memories of old.
Jayne Louise Davies
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