A special something

As you know, from time to time, I post comments that are sent to us by visitors who have particularly enjoyed one aspect or another of their stay at Fforest Fields. The other day I opened an A4 envelope and out came the most wonderful poem. Bound and illustrated with photographs, it was told the story of how the couple found total peace and quiet and perhaps something extra, at Fforest Fields. After some detective work we realised who had sent it and they told us the sad story of a miserable year, we hope that life looks up for them and we thank them from the bottom of our hearts for this……

From time to time throughout the year,
We visit places far and near,
Often seeking pastures new
To find fresh things to see and do.
Highlands, lowlands, country, coast,
Peace and quiet we love the most,
Scotland, Norfolk, Lakes or Devon,
But this year we discovered Heaven
At Fforest Fields.

We’d planned to drive through hills and dales,
To see more of this part of Wales,
But each morn one of us would say:
“Let’s leave it till another day….”
We meant to visit towns nearby,
But we didn’t go – I wonder why?
The answer is as plain as day -
We couldn’t tear ourselves away
From Fforest Fields.

Sweet birdsong of the breaking dawn,
The stillness of the early morn,
Then little voices greet the day
As children come outside to play.
Computer games are cast aside,
It’s time to swim and row and ride,
They have no need of high-tec toys,
Content, it seems, with nature’s joys
At Fforest Fields.

My tired old dogs still miss the days
They swam the sea and surfed the waves,
But “Hey – look here! Can we go in?”
A nice safe place to have a swim!
Soon dripping wet, a hearty shake,
A steady amble round the lake,
Then slowly back - Oh what a day!
They sleep the afternoon away
At Fforest Fields.

No sticks of rock, no seaside “tat”
No bits of this and bits of that
That very soon get put away,
And ne’er again see light of day.
No, these are special souvenirs,
Will stay within our hearts for years,
Where’er we go we’ll still remember,
The perfect peace of mid September
At Fforest Fields.

completely relaxed