Sunday
In the second dale
Where we can smile

In the summer haze we'll watch the heather wave
Following the larks
Dance in the sky

Right there by the stream
Shallow rock beds gleam
Sifting through the stones
Shadows come and go beneath

Whispers
Spreading through the leaves
Hushed for a while

See the water funnel to a hasty flow
Leaping over Ford
To sleep in pools

Melting gold and green
Countless branches weaved to a canopy high in the air
Bowing to the stream
Natures perfect scene until.....

Tearing down the hill it came to the Ford
Yesterday's rain is Westerdale's gain
Tyres spit the water through the air
Yesterday's rain is Westerdale's gain

Laughter heard through open windows
Engine strains to climb away

Yesterday's rain is Westerdales gain

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