Literature, Poetry

(Anthology) Poetry by Chrissy Greenslade

SUNDAY morning stillness settles,

Silent gulls go flying by;

Sultry clouds are drifting slowly,

Hiding sunbeams in the sky.

Finches, sparrows and a robin

Chase and flit searching for food;

Greedy starlings, cheeky manner,

Changing now the peaceful mood.

Camellia cascades now are shedding,

Dropping rosy flowered heads;

Yellow daffs with orange faces

Glow in budding flower-beds.

In the earth new life is stirring,

Calling as the church bell rings,

Reminding us of God’s creation,

The beauty, hope and joy of spring.

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