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Bells of Blue

Bells of Blue

Bells of Blue

Oh bells of blue, who rings for you?
It’s time to take your toll!
I listen carefully everyday,
Sat on my grassy knoll.

I see the willows bow and wave,
I hear leaves tittle tattle,
I catch the naughty nettles giggle,
The ants and bugs at battle.

The winds chase breezes through the grass,
I hear them whoosh & whistle,
Buds pop out like parasols,
As bees buzz round the thistle.

But, who will ring your pretty heads?
There’s been no dong or ding,
I’ve only seen you gently sway,
I want to hear you sing!

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17th April 2019

I love to see a Bluebell Wood, but they’re only just budding up in the local woods… I can wait. However, there are plenty open in the lanes, but they’re very quiet! 😉

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7 thoughts on “Bells of Blue”

  1. G.Edward Smith says:

    Beautiful. The pictures are amazing. Very vibrant.

    1. Debbie Jones says:

      You are very kind, Edward, thank you..they’re such beautiful colours, ringing away silently ☺️

  2. Sue W says:

    A lovely poem Debbie and your pictures are gorgeous!

    1. Debbie Jones says:

      Thank you so much, Sue, that’s very kind of you to say so. It’s lovely to see the different colours of the wild flowers starting to bloom now, I especially like the blue ones 😊

  3. mabelfrancis says:

    I hear their silent sound so well captured through your lines Debbie😍😊 beautiful flowers as well😊

    1. Debbie Jones says:

      Thank you so much for your lovely comments, Mabel. ☺️ It’s so nice to see the different colours start to brighten the outdoors while we’re out & about 😍

      1. mabelfrancis says:

        You are most welcome dear Debbie 🤗 yea, I don’t want spring and summer seasons to end😁

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