Oe’r sweeping luscious hills I spy,
a mist laden and green bounty,
absorbing early morning sun gladly,
sounds from a nearby charmed,
spot that town mystique captured,
itself eccentric looping magnet,
for that now vibrant spot profuse,
and sloped surround so anxious,
to exhibit in jewel gleam style,
abundance whilst on joint parade,
that silent asset or veined amalgam,
sumptuous in its epic sheer bloom,
clover clad canvas beguiling yet,
green interspersed with soggy brambles,
and garlands galore that never peak,
still one peep at first light shimmer,
and be struck  by the uncanny border,
as this endearing village a boomerang,
of edgy elegance without and within,
dual aspect simultaneous alliance,
to whet a dawn infused dream avenue