All my wrinkles will be gone
when I'm dead
Peaceful
free from worry
warm at last

Its a cold dark May morning
Much cooler today
Blossoms
are quickly
disappearing
with the overnight rain
Pink petals blown into drifts
Bluebells are in their prime

I often wonder
how many
different shades of green
there are

Very pale green
right through
to a very dark green
Pale green in the large trees
like the oak
to a much darker green
in the hedgerows

It could be
different sunlight
or shade

Heavy rain
this morning
which is
very welcome
after a dry spell
Flowers standing up well
trees are lovely
shades of green
across the far lawn

Some windows open
some windows shut
some windows slanting
some in the sunlight
some in the shade
standing out
against a white wall
A poem in a minute

Its a lovely spring morning
I'm looking out
at a blossoming cherry tree
The sun casting shadows
across the lawn
A row of *** plants
baking in the morning sun
some flowering
and some still dormant
A slight breeze starting to pick up
What else can I say?
The weather seems set fair.

It seems like a real dream
often better than reality
We wake up to a dreary world
Let's dream on

Nightmares not good
but life can be hell on earth