by Ahmad Gul
Every now and then
Torturous frost
The sun
Running away, hiding the face
Batley Wilton Park
Oh park, oh park! What joy you bring
Making beautiful birds tweet and merrily sing.
Delighted children, happy and screaming
Whilst the scorching sun is blissfully beaming.
FOBS Rail Spring Clean
Off they go to a ‘rail’ spring clean
Brush up the platform with a head of steam
Baskets that hang and flowers with beds
Platforms get a sweep by broomstick heads
My Batley
From the cobbled stones to the hills of green
Timeless vision of a Batley scene
Rich in history, diversity and faith
United in pride, friendship and praise Continue reading “My Batley”