Tuesday, 26 February 2008

mellow .....

it washes over like the wave of a smile
and lingers there, a flower in spring
a child's laugh, fresh dew on the grass
the mystery of what life will bring

the sun rising, a bright hello
all that i think of when i ponder yellow

so here you go the word for tomorrow is bubble

1 comment:

Fairy Grandmother said...

I am already in my own 'season of mists and mellow fruitfulness'. You two sisters and your wee wonderfuls have a long journey yet before then. Enjoy your mellow yellow travels!