Wednesday Writings – The Faerie Wood
The Faerie Wood Peter John Ainscough There's a faerie wood on a mountainside By a darkland glen with a stream...
The Faerie Wood Peter John Ainscough There's a faerie wood on a mountainside By a darkland glen with a stream...
Fossils by Peter Ainscough How the wind blows to make the waves play On Mappleton Beach on a fierce winter’s...
Beneath a cross by Peter Ainscough I stand beneath a cross upon a hill, And looking up into the eyes...
Gull’s Flight by Peter J Ainscough Spread, spread your wings across the sky, Across the wind, the breath of God,...