In the forest of the Bluebells

Its really hard

to impress on you

that what you feel

I do feel too

the stress that builds

a powerful sword

the wizard wields

and his reward

tomorrow

I so feel for you

I pray the scan

is good and true

my heartfelt blessings

keep you strong

for all is well

I am not wrong

there is no love

greater than mine

there is no strength

that’s more divine

I see you when I am alone

whilst in the forest

where love’s sown

where you walk

and where you go

I see you in my dreams

your flow

of energy

is with me,  I

will love you

till the day I die

the forest holds so much for me

the twisted gnarled roots

set me free

the frosted spangles where I pass

the totem in the greenest grass

the bijou and the Christmas Tree

boldly stands for there, I be

waiting for you, always there

to protect your back

always aware

I cannot sleep

but I can dream

I cannot think

though it would seem

my strength is growing

every day

I see more

though I am far away

I walk the nights

in clouds above

the slippery paths

tis you dear lovc

where fungi creep

and blossoms sprout

I promise you the bluebells shout

carpets of them deft and blue

reminding me dearest C

of you

a scented flower

the foxgloves cower

the bells ring smartly

on the hour

and as you wake

your pretty eyes

my see me

may be in the guise

of an old wizard

down the path

mounting the steps