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when I think of Herefordshire my home

I think of farms standing by muddy pools

ducks, decrepit horses, old wood fences

a few bare trees

when I remember Herefordshire my home

I think of the dank dry back of the Long Mynd

deep plough and dripping forest

and shacks of thatch and corrugated iron

I think of a mellow pink-brick Georgian

house standing amid snow

of gardens lush and rich with fruit and roses

when I remember Herefordshire dear home

I think of my mother stirring damsons

in huge cauldrons

the hymn’s thrum from the sunken church

that stands beside the lawn

a bee goes bumbling past

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