by Martina Swift


      Home is where the heart is

And my heart is in picturesque Tewin.

Host to cyclists and walkers.

Residents wave in greeting

And ask after you and yours.

For the sheer joy that is

Village life, it's welcoming in adorable Tewin.

Quaint fêtes and tweets

Maybe a little gossiping

And yet peaceful and harmonious.

Bury me where my heart is

St Peter’s that is, on the hill in green Tewin.

Many wandering years

Monrovia, Accra, Peking, Benin, Geneva, Belgium to Seaford’s shores

Tewin is where my heart is, my home.


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