Heptonstall
Among the ancient dark
Stones of Heptonstall
Where the locals smile broadly
Drinking jugs of black ale
And where the angry
Storms of the Pennine
Roam the moors
Is the gravestone of Sylvia Plath
The letters of her name standing bold
Heptonstall
Among the ancient dark
Stones of Heptonstall
Where the locals smile broadly
Drinking jugs of black ale
And where the angry
Storms of the Pennine
Roam the moors
Is the gravestone of Sylvia Plath
The letters of her name standing bold