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Collessie ©

Robbie Kennedy Bennett
Wolverhampton, England
2006

Collessie, I walked your peaceful lanes in springtime.
Time stood still as I walked your lanes in springtime.
Flowers in their beds not long from birth,
Planted with care in God's pure earth,
Collessie, I walked your peaceful lanes in springtime.
I rested a while by the Kirk yard wall,
The square tower and spire, standing tall.
Collessie, I walked your peaceful lanes in springtime.
Thatched cottage buildings made by hand,
And weavers' homes they still stand.
The handlooms that once would echo around,
It's different now for I hear no sound.
Collessie, I walked your peaceful lanes in springtime.
Time stood still as I walked your lanes in springtime.
I rested a while by the Kirk yard wall,
The square tower and spire, standing tall.
High up in the Kirk is a view to behold,
In those weavers' homes are there stories to be told?
Collessie, I walked your peaceful lanes in springtime.



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