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Over Cleeve Hill

The sun rises over Cleeve Hill,Everything is chill.Bunnies bounce and little chicks singTheir song,Winter has gone,A warm beginning. Fresh leaves

This is my favourite time of yearFor summer days will soon be hereThe days now longer, the weathers fineIts daylight

I opened my eyes that December morning, recognising a long remembered feeling.Silence blanketed everything and the world seemed to be

Magic has appeared, time to erase the things we feared.Winter as decorated our world with icicles,Which the sparkles dance.Putting us

Underneath the tree,reading my new book,Lost within the words and lights,Didn’t know where I was when I looked, Seemed to

ChristmasesHold many happy memories from my childhoodRecall moments looking through the autumn winter catalogueIn the summer, holidays brought joy as

Buckets and spades are in stock,With stick of rock.The beach is where friends and family flock.Using their sun block It’s

When my volunteering role at Gloucester Cathedral disappeared, I was asked to join the Gardening for Wellbeing group. Having never

I have enjoyed photography for many years now, just wandering around with a camera and if something catches my eye,

A Cheltenham man has completed a challenge to travel from John O’Groats to Land’s End in all weathers in what