Castle Hill by Susie Field Get link Facebook X Pinterest Email Other Apps By Owen Townend - February 08, 2021 Looking down from Castle Hill A beautiful world, perfect and still. The setting sun its crimson glow Casting shadows on the earth below. So many memories slowly unfold Kept close in my heart – stories untold. Get link Facebook X Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments Judy Mitchell8 February 2021 at 09:13Hints of mystery and nostalgia. Simple and soothing.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyCharlotte Pickles8 February 2021 at 10:55Makes me curious to hear the stories. I bet Castle Hill will never reveal what it knows. ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyOwen Townend8 February 2021 at 15:03A poem as sturdy as the landmark. All-seeing, all-knowing but never wholly revealing. Thank you, Susie!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAnna14 February 2021 at 12:01This has always been MY castle (live very close to it) - thank you for this lovely piece!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment
Hints of mystery and nostalgia. Simple and soothing.
ReplyDeleteMakes me curious to hear the stories. I bet Castle Hill will never reveal what it knows.
ReplyDeleteA poem as sturdy as the landmark. All-seeing, all-knowing but never wholly revealing. Thank you, Susie!
ReplyDeleteThis has always been MY castle (live very close to it) - thank you for this lovely piece!
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