Angela Wybrow Poems

Bees are messengers from up above:
Filled with goodness and with love.
Unlike wasps, they mean us no harm:
They are more friendly and have charm.
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I've learnt what's required, and now I'm bored:
My mind feels the need to learn something more.
To learn new things, my heart is now yearning;
I need to keep my mind's cogwheels turning.
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It is such a lovely day and the sun is shining.
Outside the nearby pub, there are people dining.
A street performer dances with a crystal ball.
Directly opposite me, is the dome of St Paul's.
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I saw a crowd of daffodils standing by the trees;
I stood and watched them dancing in the gentle breeze.
Many of them were golden; a few of them were light:
Standing there together, they looked a pretty sight.
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Sometimes, it feels like you’re my only friend in the world,
As, on my lap, you lie fast asleep, contentedly curled.
You really do seem to be the cat that got the cream,
As you lazily lie there, eyes tightly shut, in deep dream.
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From Norwich, my very sweetest memory,
Is the sight and scent of the wisteria trees.
Their enchanting display caught my eye
The very first time that I passed them by.
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My Dad and I headed into the night,
Hoping to glimpse some bats in flight.
I had only ever seen bats on the TV,
So this was a whole new experience for me.
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I once went to visit Edinburgh Zoo –
The penguin enclosure, I went to view;
One of the penguins made me laugh,
Because his behaviour was so daft!
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I slip, I slide, I skid, I skate,
Around the frozen rink.
The fairy lights on nearby trees
Look pretty as they wink.
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I am at the local funfair:
I am sat, strapped in a chair.
I can feel myself steadily rising –
My rash decision, I’m now revising.
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