The Sark Folk Festival 2014 - James Willis

Bright birdsong morning,
Sark weather warming
Seen thro’ the hedgerow
A fine festive glow.

Campers, dishevelled
Wet weather bedraggled,
Welly boot fashion
Pac-a-mac passion.

Sark Festival singing,
Folk music ringing,
Fast fiddle fingers,
And folk song singers,

People connecting,
The words reflecting.
Noises of choice
In fine fettled voice.

Musical gold
For young and for old,
Tunes we know well
With a story to tell.

James Willis