For some reason the poem that I posted yesterday did not translate from my phone to the blog and so I have reproduced it herewith, along with one for today. Hopefully my laptop will succeed where the phone (or more likely I!) failed.
The City of Bath
Bath basks in its own beauty;
Georgian grandeur gleaming
Along every line of sight.
Arcades, facades and colonnades:
An architectural decadence, defying time.
Every shop window cascading delight.
In Bath there is the famous Sally Lunn’s bun shop, said to be the oldest building in Bath.
Each of the buns
At Sally Lunn’s
Is huge. The fun’s
In the topping that comes
To fill up the tums
Of boys and girls, and dads and mums.