Little bird bring to us
Your sweet song
Bring it cheerily
With the spring
To the woodland
And to the meadow
And with your
Sweet melody
Usher in another
Blessed summer
Monday, 16 January 2023
LITTLE BIRD BRING TO US
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
PRESSED FLOWERS
Flowers picked fresh
In the meadow
Where love bloomed
And a kiss was stolen
The delicate blooms
Were lovingly
preserved
Betwixt printed pages
Of a weighty tome
Now they are
desiccated
Between the leaves
Blooms long since
dried
Still evoke memories
Pressed blooms from
When love was young
Mementos of love
From a time long ago
Soon I was once again
In the meadow
Where love bloomed
And a kiss was stolen
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
A DEW DROP SLOWLY ROLLS
A dew drop slowly rolls along the broad leaf
Like a perfect pearl,
it moves on its journey brief
Before dropping off
the edge to a rivulet below
And the pearl
disappears into the mercurial flow
A BUMBLE BEE BUSIES
A bumble bee busies
A Butterfly rises and
dips
And there amid velvet
petals
A single hummingbird
sips
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