by Jem Croucher


In winter I’m dormant
biding my time
But come Spring I emerge
when the weather is fine
Then I’ll mirror the sky
as my vibrant blue grows
when I blossom and flourish
and my true beauty shows
But as summer begins
I’ll return to the ground
to sleep for a while
’til next Spring comes round
I am Bluebell and lovely
and though my lifetime is slight
You’ll remember my presence
For I am Springtime’s delight

Photo – Jempics

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