It's Raining

It's finally raining here on the coast

The lawns have been longing for wet

That freshness now lingers through windows

A smell you never quite forget

Drinking it in is my soul
It too has longed for the rain
Though watery skies may be shadowy grey
It's balance we yearn to sustain


So pour down and saturate madly
Cleanse with your Motherly care
Nature we love your chorus
Of delicious acquary air!

Bright Red

There are red things popping up
in our back yard paradise

Little dry needle felted toadstools
spotted with snowy whites

There are pom pom blooms to tickle
under giggly little chins


And winged friends feeding over yonder
that flap into flurries and spins.


And one little flutterby girl not red, but colourful too

Dancing round the fairy ring, just cos it's fun to do!