Dad's Beauty in Colour and Love


by Agnes Clarke

 

The garden path of memories past

In solitude I tread

The greenhouse glass now misted up

Where Dad spent happy days

 

The Birdhouse with its netting

In silence standing bare

Where once in color beautiful

Dad’s birds would flutter there

 

Those perches placed with thought

Each pair their space to give

Little heads a bobbing

And beaks a chattering

 

Small in stature with a loving heart

The garden his place of peace

He would stand in wonder silently

Watching his lively rainbow fleetingly increase

 

Breeding birds each one with partner clear

Their cheeping song the chat of love so dear

Budgies closely monitored and appraised

Tended with care and wonder Gods miracle of grace

 

Fleeting memories down the years and yet so very near

A smile so kind and gentle that lit Dads face so dear

His love of natures bounty within this garden neat

Those lessons learned in childhood within my heart complete

 

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Writers Bio

 

I have been writing poetry for quite a few years

I enjoy the challenge of creating my verse especially from pictures

I live in Lisburn N Ireland and have been married to John for 53 years

I am a retired housewife and grandmother to Jacob and Jesse

 


Inspirational ImageAnd Then The Birds Arrived by Lynn Whiteby Lynn White

Pieces Inspired by this Image

'With Friends Like These'
by Bruce McRae

'The Gulls'
by John Grey

'Love Birds'
by Robert Steward


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