A view of Warlingham Hill

When June’s rising birdsong wakes from watchful sleep,

And hawthorn blossoms shimmer at dawn’s first gasp;

Warlingham Hill escapes cotton puff clouds,

Leaves serenity closer, just within grasp.


When blackbirds chorus their borrowed songs,

As sun rays dapple through elm tree leaves;

My thoughts turn thankful for life’s small wonders,

The gladdening magic these hills gently weave.


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