A carpet of bluebells so proud and so vividtheir beauty quite stunning and regal
they welcome each creature that enters the woods
the doormouse the squirell the eagle
they move like the sea with an ebb and a flow
as they dance with delight in the breeze
like an opera by verdi or motzart or tosca
they offer their dance to the trees
the stout mighty oak princley elm and sweet chestnut
all rustle their leaves in applause
the wise old tawny high up in the gods
pledges his twit ta woo to the cause
the dance moves at pace as they sway and they swoon
yet they keep perfect time all as one
then the breeze peters out and the sun shows his face
and as quick as it started its done
by LJM
24/11/2012
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