Bumble on the Bramble blossom.
Busy, buzzing, bumbling Bee
Blackbird fluting from the branches
Leads the pastoral symphony.
Breezes brush their baby kisses
On my skin to pure delight
And the summer sun is warming
All in this sweet world is right.
Dancing in and out of memories
Like the sunbeams through the trees
From the long, hard years I've weathered
Scenes return to sting or tease
Running barefoot on the shingle
Down towards that crystal sea
Still I taste the salty water
Through the years of history.
Bumble on the Bramble blossom
Busy, buzzing, bumbling bee
Taking me to where, I wonder
Are you happier than me ?
Tony Gardner
Image : Pixabay - Emphyrio
