<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368160" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The day we walked to Glastonbury</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">That day we followed the ancient byway <br>that wound round the old farm house, <br>past the new and on sun drenched<br>towards the river Brue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You and I wandered slow, <br>whilst summer's promise<br>swooped down low <br>over green level pastures.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Passing incidental hedgerow trees<br>full of bird song, growing free <br>along the drove, <br>we lingered at the grassy edge<br>where orange tipped <br>peacock eyed butterflies danced.<br>Occasionally we glanced <br>towards the sacred tor to mark our way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Meandering talk and country lanes<br>led to Arthur's court yard, <br>in the Vale of Avalon.<br>Where, to the sound of the Buddhist's Om<br>I walked the healing pool, <br>held by a gentle hand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You waited beneath a budding tree<br>opposite the lion's mouth<br>kept company by a brambling.<br>I had one too in branches high above, <br>whilst my bare feet<br>were rubbed with love and<br>unscented oil.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I returned to sit beside you<br>and with easy talk you told<br>me of your brambling.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That was the day of the apple blossom drop.<br>As we sat together side by side<br>on that bench in the garden of the chalice well<br>with warming eyes you turned to me<br>as clouds of apple blossom fell<br>smiled, and said 'I organised that just for you'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Diana+Rosser">Diana Rosser</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368160" data-title="The day we walked to Glastonbury de Diana Rosser" data-description="That day we followed the ancient byway that wound round the old farm house, past the new and on sun drenched towards the river Brue. You and I wandered slow, whilst summer's promise swooped down low over green level pastures. Passing in..."></div> </div> </div>

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