As I flit from A to B - Candleford to Larkrise
Laurieston to Gatehouse of Fleet
I flit, spit from A to B
Calling all Bluebells
assist me in my move -11th May, '11
Let Fairy Fawn be fair and true
and pure with humility
For his Fairy Lu - La Fee Lu
could get so blue
if he is not on time

All praises Bluebells
He is here

T'was but a year since
I'd wished upon a
Castramond Bluebell
in April 2010

And now we sit in utter Bliss
Ensonced in historical Dunblane
Fairy Fawn paints on and on
And I just sit, dismiss
All negativity, anything dark
I know that light will disperse the unhelpful hearse
darkness, death and dour ways
Disolve in the sun this late spring morn
Let Bees Browse among the Heather Blooms
Like love now maturing from twenty-eight days to a year and day
4th of the 4th 2012

Calling all angels
At my beck and fall
Lead me onto Glory
Let night beget my call

The lesson here now endeth
With Giants overhead
I cannot hear the roll-call
That makes me think I'm dead

New life I know awaits me
Whether  here or there or home
I know my love will guide me
To Glory and the Throne

I feel so stengthened by you
You give me all you've got
I hope I can replay you
With love, warm hugs and jot!

If I get my jotters
I'll be marching on
To win for you a trophy
My love goes on and on

Your art, your words are varied
Exciting, patient, kind
I feel there is no worry
When you are at my side
Above me and Behind me
Wrapped up in your Pride!