I remember
coming in from playing
when I was wee –
face streaked with mud,
knees mucky,
clothes boggin’,
eyes dancing!

Brilliant fun!

As an adult,
my days of playing outside
are well and truly over
and yet today,
when I came in from the garden,
it felt a bit like being wee again –
face streaked with mud,
knees mucky,
clothes boggin’
and, I suspect,
eyes dancing!

We had been busy in the garden,
you see.
Bulbs to plant,
holes to dig,
moss to scrape away,
paths to brush,
leaves to rake
and twigs to tie into bundles
(for the wee creepy-crawlies!)

Busy … mucky … fun!!!

Thank you, Lord,
for a happy, fun afternoon
in our garden
that brought back memories
of those mucky, fun,
carefree days
of childhood.

(Aren’t gardens great?)

© Claire Murray, January 2025