Thursday 14 April 2011

shards of light

my mother leaves the supper cooking

"you must see the daffodils before the light goes"

we walk up the hill past the primroses

and stand in the long grass under the apple trees

looking through the silver light towards the river

and I remember her birthday when I gave her the bulbs

9 comments:

  1. Poetry with images. Perfect.

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  2. Much more important than supper.

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  3. It's wonderful that we have plants so intertwined with memories.

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    I have awarded you free membership of my fan club.

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  5. yes. lovely sums it up nicely.

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  6. Fairyland, with love.

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