A Chatter of Daisies

A chatter of daisies heralds the spring

Their pert, sun-kissed faces beaming amidst the green

"The daisies are here" 

"The daisies are here" 

chorus the bees

As they flit from baby bud to baby bud

Then onto the brazen teens - beaming and open to all that pass

(And shamelessly unafraid of the cheeky breezes ruffling their petticoats)

Before settling amongst the faded stars

Their golden domes proudly standing on wilting skirts 

A cloak of delicate mauve shrugs the bed

Happiness…

...is spring!

© 2013 Francesca Muir

My little unkempt garden

is....

.... where cobwebs waltz in the breeze

.... whilst wild daisies sing in chorus on the rocks

....and dragonflies rest with Air Fern wings

.... and where hearts sprout wings of love

....and angels lie on the green

.... where Nodding Violets nest in baby gumboots

.... and Cretan goats' bells await a passing breeze or the odd stray goat

.... and Oregano spills from a water jug

.... these are some of the things that I love,
and live in my little unkempt garden!

© 2011 Francesca Muir

Sunday morning at my kitchen window

September, sunshine, daisies and fresh coffee....

....it must be Spring!