Limestone’s softness lets its cracks appear
Wildflowers,daisies,foxgloves love to grow
While little rivers to the South Tyne veer
Alston on the hill to me is dear
The main street in the winter’s under snow
Limestone’s softness lets its cracks appear
Granite hard as marble seems to jeer
Limestone lets the seeds and grass stay,
While little rivers to the South Tyne veer
The savage Pennines can cause panic fear
Their shadow in the sun, a fearsome layer
Limestone’s softness lets its cracks appear
Do we shift our vision far and near?
The panorama of the Lakes is fair
The little rivers to the South Tyne veer
Limestone,like a woman, let’s love grow
Thus it is creative ,heart and Art
Limestone’s softness lets broad cracks appear
Thus streams, well filled with seeds, are made home there
