Smile like it doesn't matter
that the world is freezing over,
like the snowflakes love to scatter
onto speckled fields of clover.
Twist the corner of your lips
with a self-sure sparkle of a grin
as your skirt sways 'round your hips
waiting for the music to begin.

Smile like you found the ocean
swimming in a drop of dew,
like your veins are full of motion
and the world is watching you
as you wander through the echium
with thoughts billowing your mind
while your eyes compose the requiem
for the love you've left behind.

From such a tiny seed, and then a little plant,
It grew and grew like jacks' beanstalk......
Then soon is was as tall as  a tree.
Its top far away from me,
It blossomed into a tower.
A tower of flowers..
Beautiful to see,
Bees came and fed to their delight,
Only stopping in the night.
Drifting along each flower,
Seemingly there for hours and hours.

My ode to the majestic Echium,one of ours grew to 16ft 6 in !!