Poem -
Salt Marsh Fields
Salt Marsh Fields
Lavender, lilac and
forget-me-not blue
A blustery breeze
be blowing but true
Butterflies,
Buckets and spades ..
Upon my word my fine
friend, were those not
the days …
Golden and carefree
sun downwardly
beating ..
Cuckoo’s a coo kin and
spring lambs a bleating ..
In salt marsh fields
silvered where we once
shared our first kiss ..
There, where a handful
of poppies provided
A pillow and wild garlic
grew in disorganised rows
Tis where we enjoyed
picnics and always
had daisies n sand tween
each of our perfect pink toes ..
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Oh how the hell did I miss this!?! This is truly gorgeous. I LOVE this! Brilliant x
There always has to be a first, doesn't there .. and I am delighted that it was you ........ this little scribble is no longer as lonely as it was when first pinned to the page ................ thank you & BIGLY Being Me :) x