England Countryside Heaven

Miles of green England countryside Green smiles unleash the English wild In all places shine thorny shrubs and brambles This prettiness leaves me breathless as I ramble Within this countryside heaven I take a pointless amble For life is a gamble and some lives are nothing but a shamble At four in the morning I hear all kinds of birds get flirty I get intoxicated in the smell of rain, mud, wet and earthy This awesome green grass that acquires in such mass The hills, exotic skylines and unpolluted streams that I pass Make me wonder about the sound of jazz played in bass For countryside is the best treasure that England has England’s country side decorated by unparalleled seasides The fountains, springs and streams bring about their own tides I see the dusty roads swim across to endless farms Where sheep and cows go about day to day business in calm A branch from an Oak tree twitches my arm I step aside because these white daisies must come to no harm The woody aroma of several forests With castles scattered in England’s nest And when the moon lights the Lake Land You can feel the power of England’s longest lakes I feed with a spoon the scenic views of Oxford The swans that swim the peaceful rivers The River Otter which houses wild beavers The seaside that decorate the coastal towns With such exquisiteness no one can put up a frown The squirrels and the gentle galloping horses And the flat green ever stretching golf courses England’s countryside heaven I am counting from one to seven then eleven The wonderful English oaks The buzzing bees and swarming butterflies The soft approaching winds and colourful cottages In grace I watch the cattle grazing On the hill beds, farm dogs gaze and laze And to me it is no task to bask in this splendour I will dwell in this stench of surrounding worldly odours This is remarkable magnificence that inspires me to reflect And gives me a little break from all that is artificially intellect Copyright 2015 Sylvia Lovina Chidi