THE WELSH INVENTED MISTS:

The Welsh invented mists,

To cuddle & cwtch all their folk beneath,

To caress their fields, forests & ferny heath,           

To mantle their soft lands, in gentle sleep,

To nurture seeds below, to feed their sheep.

 

The Welsh invented mists,

To hide all their prized & precious dragons,

To muffle the sound of their passing wagons,

To huddle low under, in cwtched Welsh hugs,

By firesides warming & clutching cozy mugs.

 

The Welsh invented mists,

Those ancient Welsh tears, echoing cold wails,

Blanketed beneath legends, myths & old tales,

Lost mists, nobody wanted & loved by so few,

Mists finding solace, in loving arms of Cymru.