Ode to Byes
‘Ere’s a little story
While I’m in poetic muse,
To ask you to but your boots on
Or, otherwise, your shoes.
Then we can take a little stroll
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Down through the Byes,
Where nature’s changing everything
- 1 Summer play season returns safe and sound after 'challenging year'
- 2 Tragedy strikes the racing world
- 3 Former Ottery science technician celebrates her seventieth year
- 4 Paedophile hunters' sting in Sidbury leads to prosecution
- 5 'Battered and shattered' traders start to reopen their shops
- 6 Folk festival boosted by £97K grant from Culture Recovery Fund
- 7 Different species of deer are part of our wildlife inheritance
- 8 Family triumph in Sidmouth golf team stableford
- 9 Confidence grows for return of traditional high street
- 10 Stepping out for charity in honour of Sir Captain Tom's legacy
Right before your very eyes.
The trees today look different
To the way they looked last week,
And who knows what tomorrow
Will show to those who seek?
When the hedgerows start to bloom
And the butterfly takes wing.
When the cuckoo calls
And the blackbird sings.
And all the flowers blossom
With April’s gentle rain,
And everyone is smiling,
Why? Because it’s spring again.
All these things, you too can see
And in the Byes – admission free.
Brewery Lane, Sidmouth