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Sing to my Heart a New, Old Song,
Oh Love long lost and so Far Away;
Sing me Home to Your Loving Arms
And Ne’re Again Let me Stray
From Your Grassy Fens and Viridian Wolds,
Where Promise Waits like a Beauteous Rose;
Ever Sing to my Heart of Days of Old,
Of Your Emerald Sea, of Hope and Prose.

Draw me back to Your Sweet Embrace,
Protect me in Your Velveteen Hues;
Ever I have longed to Look Upon Your Face,
While my Patience Plods, Paying her Dues.
Yet Far Away Your Beauty Calls Me,
Out of the Distance, Future and Past;
Guiding me On to Your Tranquility,
To Lie in Your Verdant Hills, At Last.

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This Poem is my attempt to Express the Deep Longing, the incessant Call I feel and hear to Return to the Homeland of my Fathers; to Return to Wales, the Home I have never known.

~Morgan~
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Beautiful and Breathtaking Photography found on Pinterest and at creativephotographywales.com
Top Photo is of Beddgelert, Gwynedd, Wales

15 Comments

  1. Lovely piece Morgan and the photos are breathtaking. I think I understand something of your longing, my Gran is Welsh and my Nanny too. Though many family members have been back, I’ve yet to visit. It is an undeniable pull for me, hopefully someday…

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