A love in verse


Performed by

Summer’s hiding over there – 

Behind the hill, but in your eyes

I see the summer’s dreamy skies

You breathe, I feel its ambient air

And in your laugh I hear the spring

Cuckoos, rustlings, everything

And in the rich hue of your hair

The autumn heaves its gold brown mass

The seasons crowd my lovely lass – 

With changes everywhere.

But give me winter, cold but true

For that’s where I am now with you. 



What more of love may be said by this garden? 

God’s love and yours have made this minor heaven.

Fingers in earth...

Coming Home

When coming out into the evening air

The sky is filled with promise, blue or clouded

The streets are joy, the bus beyond compare...