My Heart Will Remain in Brecon

My heart will remain in Brecon;

its friendly air and kindly folk

are like certainties that beckon,

balms to nomads in need of hope.


Life flows calm in this gentle town;

jumping with joy over the jazz,

a summer delight rich with sounds,

streets alive to the razzmatazz.


People flock to let their souls sing;

charm, laughter, views – you can reckon,

climbing Pen-y-fan, clear as spring

my heart will remain in Brecon.


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