Out on a walk with Steve today and in search of Redstarts and/or Wood Warblers and I was reminded of the Taynish poetry book.
I came up with the poem below….and yes, I know that it’s not QUITE May yet!
I tripped
And as I almost fell
My eye did hear the tinkling bell
Of blue
Head down and singing tunes
Of woe and joy and love
So true.
I took a picture
In my mind
To carry home
And help me find
Some colour on a winter’s day
When thinking back
To sunny May.
lenabellina 