Heddon’s Gate Hotel, Exmoor

We are pleased to print with his kind permission a lovely poem written by Leon Rosselson whilst staying at Heddon’s Gate in 2008.  Perhaps others would be motivated to set free the muse to speak of the hotel or the area?  Contributions will be gratefully received!

Home made welcome on arrival
Home made scones with jam for tea
Views onto a wooded garden
Wooded walks lead to the sea.

Generous breakfasts greet the morning
Tables laid with taste and care
Food to please the eye and palate
Made with culinary flair.

Spacious room, relax in comfort
Wide bay windows, master bed
Watch the light play on the hilltops
Buzzards coasting overhead.

Here’s a place to soothe the nerves
A time to pause and contemplate
All your needs are catered for —
What bliss to stay at Heddon’s Gate!

© 2008 Leon Rosselson