Poetry Corner

I have a few poems I have written tucked away and I thought it would be about time to air them. Here is the first:-

Bridgend

My Home town
Protected by a dome
It doesn’t make me frown
I don’t see any garden gnomes

It is like a magnet
Draws people back
It doesn’t make me fret
A bit off the beaten track

No sun, no snow
Only rain
Why, who knows?
It’s a pain

From the old bridge it gets it name
Good wishes it does send
Some people from here have found fame
My home town, good old Bridgend