Posted by Admin on 27 January 2008, 12:00 am
I saw the laden hay-fork swing
to top the ever-growing load;
I heard the straining harness ring
responses to the verbal goad.
Inspired by the scent of hay,
then wafted by the evening breeze,
I felt the urge to pen a lay
and, greater still, an urge – to sneeze!
T. C. Hudson
9th July 1939
© T. C. Hudson.
Village
Parish Council