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Bluebell Woods
Bluebell Woods
In the enchanted forest, far, far away
Rabbits dress in waistcoats and chat about their day
Fairies live in toadstools, deep in the wooded dell
They sing and dance to the chimes of the quivering bluebell
An Enid Blyton story, a fairy tale or dream
Or closer to the truth, than at first it would seem
Down in Bluebell Woods, which is not so far ...
Thursday 14th May 2020 1:00 pm
Bluebells
When you can't see the bluebells
There's cleary something wrong
Possibly something terribly wrong
If you miss the bluebells
Your life has passed you by
My favourite flower, my favourite time
Normally waited for, longed for, at winters end
This year only spotted as they hung their heads towards their demise
That too, almost missed
Why so, too much on, tunnelled vision ...
Saturday 20th May 2017 6:49 pm
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