In a City Lane





Beauty is lurking in a city lane

She hears the hum of traffic and the bird’s refrain.

She springs up green and not to be denied

Sheltered by the old elm she stands beside.

Beauty is blooming here in shade and sun

Scented and fragrant when the day is done.

She hears the children call, the church bell peal

She’s ragged, strong somehow,  She’s not genteel.

Come out and see her, never mind the rain

For beauty is reigning in a city lane.

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