Aire Valley

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(Pictures of Aire Valley from myself)

Up here amongst the Dales

There is a magic everywhere.

These rolling hills, all draped in mist

Seduce my senses with their rustic charm.

From high above: my sister’s loft,

Oh what a view!

The valley of The Aire: just set

Before me like an open map.

These towns and villages, all pasted on those undulating hills.

Above, the ever changing clouds right now are drifting, aimlessly along.

A tree-dot landscape smothered by those clinging mists.

The clouds roll on, imperiously

Lording over everything:

A land all shrouded in mystery.

Paul Butters

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