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Ode to Pendle by Susan Osborne

Pendle oh Pendle
Shrouded in mist,
Emerging from the heat haze
Where sunrays kissed
Shadows on the hillside
Under grey blue skies,
Commanding the horizon
With ominous majesty.

Etched in memories
That familiar presence,
Soothing yet tainted
With History’s essence.

Oh how I miss when it did feed
Wild imagination of youth in me.