Sunlit shafts streak in rays across celestial blue skies,
pink fluffy pendulous blossoms wave their clusters in the breeze,
the vivid startling green of spring appears.
Lucky are those who see this sight of approaching summer,
the russet copper tones of the Lincoln Reds standing proud and in our view.
The old bent ivy entwined gnarled trees start their fight for a few covered branches,
the lavender coloured lilac returns once more to please eager eyes.
A daily delight for you my love as this season returns once more, this quality that does not vary,
bringing a stillness to the land, gone are the painful gales of Winter.
Something strong, something constant and unchanging,
something to entice you from your bed...
Your wish to see these jewelled days has been granted.
Was he listening when I called to him?
Did he paint this picture just for you?
*Lincoln Red – A breed of cattle. May 2010.
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29 May, 2010
May Days In Our Village
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