G.E.Shaw Originally from Bedfordshire the poet moved to France where she works as a Teacher.
Gillian E.Shaw would like to thank all those who have
read and left comments after reading her poetry.
My Nanna wore an apron
for all her mornings tasks;
such a pretty shade and floral
and I have kept the last.
And as she turns we do not feel her:
Four seasons pass in several shades;
life, the given spark to ignite the flame.
Time past is spent. Only to be
Then run along the riverside
upon a time a French King's pride
viewed vast breadth and gentle ripples;
glitter, glisten, glow and twinkle.