Let me be the scent of lime flowers in your pretty bowl
Let me be a silver thread spun round your perfect hall
Let me be your rhododendrons, pink in dappled sun
Let me be the drone of bees who carry pollen home
Let me be the gentle chime of bells upon your hill
Let me be, just for a while, be here, be now, be still.
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Just LOVELY. ❤
Thank you Amy
I like that, despite the typo.
You got me there, Dunc, can’t see it??
rhodedendrums. Rhododendrons. 🙂
Red leaves. Can’t see that myself.
Hahaha, changed x
At the top of a mountain in Slovenia