After Bealtaine

After a long silence

By the by we speak

Weeds grow strong

Self sow and fly high

Once again we aim deep

Perennials prosper

Wild flowers grow

Beneath the long hedgerow

woodland elder flowers shade

Violets and Bluebells rhyme for days

Fragrant roses bloom

June is filled with sweet perfume.

Warmer days apply

When swallows fly

Like before we see rainbows

Beyond the lazy beds

Meadows sing, new beginnings

All at sea

A lullaby