Sunshine And Bluebells Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

Deepest memories float to mind,
We are walking in the sun,
Robin redbreast sings his tune,
As the morning passes by.

Bluebells growing far and wide,
Shall i pick a bunch or two?
To give to mum with so much pride,
I loved those days i spent with you.

Those years, they seem so long ago
When time was precious, time was grand
I will remember walking home,
With sweet bluebells in my hand.


Jayne Louise Davies