My Chevin Cross memories

John Stephenson

Surprise View

It was on a fine and sunny day,
The air was bright and clear
I stood where Jenny’s cottage stood
Once, in a former year.

I stood on the rocks, strained my eyes
One can see it if you search
Above the trees within sight
The tower of the church.

To the north lies Almscliffe Crag
Noble, proud, distinct
Almscliffe, Chevin, Cow and Calf
Inextricably linked.

The folds and fields spread out below
(A different scene when clothed in snow
Or when the clouds are lying low.)
Today I do not wish to know.

Norwood mast, to my surprise
Sits comfortably before my eyes
Although it cuts in two the vision
Man and nature in collision.

The river winds its way through the vale
Ilkley, Otley, Pool-in-Wharfedale
Knotford Nook nestles below
Farmers in Land Rovers, trailers in tow.

Simon’s Seat rising high
Glints in the sun, evening is nigh
Rombald the giant heaves a great sigh
Frying pan rock sees one more day go by.

And so on leaving Surprise View
Having had my perspective renewed
The Easter cross rugged and tall
A reminder that Jesus died for all.