This is the Britain I see today
From a cold lonely carriage on a clear winters day
Built up in some parts; run-down, unkempt
Though dotted vicinities it's clear heaven's sent
Morning dew as it sparkles, covers fields and hugs trees
The birds and the mice eat the breakfast it leaves
Great acres of moors show the lie of the land
Some carefully caressed by a keen farmers hand
Vivid, are colours,
Like light in the dark
Green velvety textures, upon rocks, stone and marsh
A pretty, live-picture without painting art
There are some stark contrasts that match this scene
Dumped washers and driers, cars and TV's
Landfills of rubbish, and tonnes of our waste
Will take years in their billions to clean up and replace
Respect.
It costs nothing, to care and hold yours
One day we won't have it;
And we'll be the cause
(c) copyright Jane Edwards 2010
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