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
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
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