There’s the greatest of blue skies
Out there, yea today
Not a cloud in sight
And none of those bloody Chem trails
The day it just feels right
Faerie plants could just be
why
The stillness gives us elves
and goblin fantasies on high
In the woods
where Deer and Muncjacs
Foxgloves seemingly
Worn by faeries on their heads
Where Wild Thyme helps us see
The lovely colours greens and reds
Protection is the way we smile
Silence seemingly
Takes us through the herds of golden daffodils
Where we
Just love to be
🍄🍁🍄Even a common old garden centre becomes somewhere resplendent with that special
Person by your side.