Storm song of the Hawthorn
Gales come and gales blow
Its winter out on the hill
Gales come and gales go
Streams and rivers filled
The land flooded the land full
Rainwater has nowhere to flow
And we hope for the lull
But still the storms blow.
And the Hawthorn still sings
Mankind you are killing Earth.
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Rob Cullen
Rob Cullen artist, writer, poet. Rob runs “Voices on the Bridge” a poetry initiative in Wales. Walks hills and mountains daily with a sheep dog at his side.
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