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
Down through the Byes,
Where nature’s changing everything
- 1 Arson attack destroys Ottery NHS worker's car
- 2 Sainsbury's alters planned car park signs after 'customers only' concerns
- 3 Drunken gunman 'nearly shot dead' by police in village confrontation
- 4 Three Sidmouth sites included in review of East Devon employment sites
- 5 Sidmouth's Fire Beacon Hill will live up to its name in Jubilee ceremony
- 6 Firefighters tackle car fire at Ottery supermarket
- 7 Lifeguards return to Sidmouth beach
- 8 'Amazing' fossils on display at Sidmouth Museum
- 9 Plan unveiled to restore 'magical' hidden garden in Sidmouth
- 10 Service veterans 'crowdfund' to buy Queen's Colours flag for Sidmouth
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