'God's Own Country'

Pies, flat caps, beef dripping with bread, people saying t'shop t'pub, brass bands and most of all yorkshire puddings are cultural trends seen in Yorkshire.

The North Riding

I wandered o'er the moors around

And see the braken golden brown

The heather laden with the morning dew

Its purple acclaiming the Autumn view

The moors they stretch so far and wide

Like some great sea without a tide

Whose waves roll onto meet the skey

Where white crested clouds go rolling by

Along the paths the sheep they graze

In loneliness they spend their days

Night and day they brave the weather

Making their way amongst the heather

The sun when shining paints the scenes

By picking out the different greens

Of this great picture I'll never tire

It's my home in North Yorkshire

By John Parkin (my Grandad)

Published in Yorkshire Thoughts, Poems by Yorkshire Poets