With flowers in my hair

I walk on the green green grass

on this windy day.

The sun is smiling warmly

and I begin to thirst for the juices

of the coconuts on the dwarfed trees.

It is quiet, as I hum in the serenity

of nature in all its colours from

the garden, and the wild flowers

in the bushes.

As I sit on the wooden bench

I feel the dried leaves from the almond

tree falling...falling

and I reach to pick its fruit

and the day is still 

and quiet.

The flowers are my friends

as I bathe their beauty with

sprinkles of water and whispers

of love.

I twirl and I twirl

around and around

as the flowers dance in my hair

as I walk on the green green grass

on this silently windy day.

Copyright. Lorna Knox nee Ramsamugh