St. David (Wales)
January 14th, 2008 at 8:37pm |
St. David (Wales)
written by Christine Kretschmann
A brooklet flows in front of an old place.
Jackdaws fly over it without any haste
And the sun set the stones in a golden glaze.
The place was once a bishop place
Where priest,knights and peasants went in to their peace.
Jackdaws flew over this place without any haste
Time passed and the bishop place decay.
But was nit changed was the heart of this place
The jackdaws which fly over this place without any haste.
Where will you find this place ?
Just go down to Wales
and find St. David with its old bishop place.
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