THE WIND WHISTLES

 

The wind whistles

The frozen rain bites

And the chill runs deep

And we must escape

To shelter safe inside

Where the barn owls sleep

THE HEATHERS ON THE HILLSIDE

 

The Heathers on the hillside

And Buttercups in the meadow

The Bluebells in the woods

And Orchids in the hedgerow

What a green and pleasant land

Where the wild flowers grow

BROWN BELLS

 

Brown bells

Californian herb

With brownish-purple

Bell-shaped flowers

THE HEATHERS CLOAK THE HILLSIDE

 

The Heathers cloak the hillside

And Buttercups dot the meadow

The Bluebells carpet the woods

And Orchids pepper the hedgerow

In an understatement of radiance

Where the wild flowers grow

 

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THE WIND IN THE TREES

 

The wind in the trees

Sang a sad song

A plaintive sound

Like a crying child

And as it blew through

The crying leaves

On the rainy morn

Shed tears that fell

To the forest floor

NORTH WESTERN MISSION BELLS

 

The Mission bells

Blooming herb

Of the north western states

With green-and-purple

Bell-shaped flowers

GALES ARE DRIVING WAVES

 

Gales are driving waves

Against the resilient shore,

And pounding

Them on to the rocks,

While on the edge of the wind

There is distant thunder sounding