Lost Horizons.

Touch this page with pen and ink
Be inspired
Watch words form complete sentences
The feeling of elation
Difficult to explain.
happy the writer away from the hustle and bustle.

Along a winding crumbling lane
Where whispers of the past remain
A place to ramble night and day
A special place, where time stands still
A place where sunshine resides
Even during darkest winter.
As summer falls into autumn and winter welcomes spring
A special place where woodbines blossom
Will continue to live in the memory.
(c) Chris Black. January 2018.
Hear the spoken word version @ Soundcloud Chris Black 36.