yesterday i took a walk down winding tracks
where birdsong greets the mornings realms
where reeds and heathers there bestow
a pleasure garden all on show
i gazed on hills that spread so green
where lambs and seagulls paint the scene
where clouds of cotton wool bestow
their joy of life all spread below
across the heaths of rabbit run
where fox give chase and farmers son
sing all their songs of folks in prayer
to wallow in the beauty there
i spied the tractor o'er the soil
the fields of grain across the moors
the lilac trees and nettles sweet
where tramps and ladies trod their feet
the sea of spray where fishes dance
the sands of time and pebbles chance
the sailboats riding on the spray
the sun shines bright across the bay
the tower clock doth chimes the hour
the church bells ring across the stour
the zunners run from school this day
whilst lovers frolic in the hay
i spy the village pond and water pump
the five bar gate where walkers hump
their rucksacks and poles of fine regard
all just across from the farmers yard
the geese give chase to Mary Jane
whilst dogs do bark and lords do monies gain
where stone wall walks are set in sand
where hardy wrote and Barnes statue still doth stand
where market hawkers give full guest
whilst zunners run amongst the best
where pubs and cafes do imitate
the history of the landed Gentry's fate
the walks i took that summers day
across the purbecks right of ways
where travelers rest and shoulders rich
in history lessons spread across the purbecks ditch
whilst warblers sang and lizards squirmed
the adder slid and the slow worm
the master poet was lost in joy
when i was just a child and farmers boy