The Welsh National Anthem
It touched a place Iíd tried to hide
that burial day. I almost cried
to hear the male-voice choir sing,
but then my breast swelled out with pride
to hear my homeland anthemís tide
of harmonies. Their voices wring
emotions still, this ancestry
my father has bestowed on me.
------- Author's Notes -------
Written in huitain form
Comments on this poem/writing:
|barb (126.96.36.199) -- Friday, May 13 2005, 08:39 pm|
This is nice Cap. Glad you got your writing cap back on.
|Capricorn (188.8.131.52) -- Friday, May 13 2005, 11:05 pm|
Hi Barb -- yes I am unblocked again LOL!!
|Terrie* (184.108.40.206) -- Saturday, May 14 2005, 06:15 am|
Cap , you always capture us with your outstandin' creations from the heart, you are to be admired for that. lovely!
|Capricorn (220.127.116.11) -- Friday, May 20 2005, 12:03 am|
Thank you for your lovely comment Terrie
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