A Cywydd Llosgymog – Night Sky Over Wales


Dorris Douglass Franklin, Tennessee 6 March 2005 The dome of a clear night calls me To gaze at the heavenly sea. High above me, way away, Shining stars forever endure. Men of the past felt the same lure. John Jones for sure, felt the sway. Born poor, a working man by day, Counting tiles [...]