Brick by Brick – A Tudor Build
With steady hands and focused mind,
Each tiny piece falls into line.
Brick by brick, a tale is spun,
A challenge set, a task begun.
The Tudor charm, so bold, so grand,
With timber beams at my command.
A rooftop steep, in red it glows,
With windows peeking - watching close.
The flowers bloom on window sills,
A café waits with treats to fill.
A cobbled street, a world so small,
Yet built with patience - standing tall.
Hand and eye in perfect sync,
Each step ahead, I stop and think.
A test of skill, a work of art,
A puzzle solved - my favourite part.
And when it’s done, I step away,
Admiring what I’ve built today.
A sense of pride, a task complete,
A LEGO world - so pure, so neat!