Meadowlands

Meadowlands

I walk the old tracks, old as time
Ever flowing beside is the stream
Herb lore: Rosemary and Thyme
Ancient days like a fading dream

Roadside, there grows copper beech
Its red leaves, in the sunlight gleam
Tree lore: hear the Dryad’s speech
Ancient days like a fading dream

Ducklings paddle in freshwater pool
Still point beside the flowing stream
Bird lore: its mother love the rule
Ancient days like a fading dream

Goose green marsh beside a stream
Ancient days like a fading dream