The wind and the rain gather you. Like petals on a rain storm So what has become of the yard bird? That stirred the captive rainbows To your and my finger tips What has become of the rose?
Starting from the bottom to the top Filling in the gaps from the bottom To the top - dot to dot If love could make the penny drop! If I could feel dilemmas alarm-
On cashmere snows An angel walks in snowdrifts. It’s here; she weaves no tracing steps Those wolves or roe deer trackers can follow. Just, when the winds fall hush…
Your kiss is a rush of oxygen That always leaves me smitten Your kiss is a hot air balloon A helium bubble all-embracing, cocoon Your kiss is the air and sky
Our lord passes us a thimble He says eat drink and be merry. He now passes us a needle And says sow me a patchwork- Quilt, as big as the world… Let all nations gather under one
