Grass carpeted the grounds at Kidwelly.

It was so green and so fine

That by appearance it seemed to be fine velvet.

A green tattoo that did not allow me to see

Back hundreds and hundreds of years

To barn animals, foot-soldiers, peasants,

Straw-covered, manure-covered and filth-

Covered ground.

Standing there among the green I felt peace and tranquillity,

At odds with the hustle and bustle from the past.

If I were Queen I'd prefer the green of the lawn,

And I'd rope it off with little signs: "Keep Off The Grass".

(c)  Giorgina Angela