I vow to thee (Remove filter)
Words for 'Thaxted'
Follow me across the country:
the horse that pulls the plough.
Seasons shall reveal their mystery
while ever years allow.
Sailors speedily to safety
skylarks haply back to earth
and the hours passed lacking love
now shall they find rebirth.
For the morn becomes the evening
where country meets the town
and the fields where lay our memories
will never let us down.
Follow me, free ...
Monday 20th March 2023 9:21 pm
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