Margaret lived in Clunbury and it always held a special place in her heart.
The picture shows Margaret in costume at Clunbury.
Sun blessed and moon blessed
Is Clunbury Hill.
Though far from its aura
I think of it still.
Its curve of protection,
The village below.
Its bracken bronze Autumn-ness,
Its lure in the snow.
Those whinberry Summers
And Spring-time’s green glow,
My spaniel beside me
The walks we would go.
Alone on the hill top.
The silence. The sky
Clun Valley horizons.
And buzzards on high.