It’s May-time.

Across the street
the black pavement has been
transformed
by the delicate petals of cherry blossom
that cover it
like a pink, old-fashioned,
tufted bedspread.

Further up the street
pink drifts form
along the kerb
as the wind blows.

At the top of our street
purple clumps of bluebells
are poised
and, in our garden,
bluebells have popped up
in every conceivable corner.

Blossoms and bluebells –
so beautiful …
and so special.

You see,
this is the time of year
when it’s Danny anniversary.
In Danny’s final days
cherry blossoms and bluebells
were everywhere!

Today’s blossoms and bluebells
remind me of Danny –
a man of ginger hair,
green fingers
and gentle nature.

May he rest in peace.

© Claire Murray, 4th May 2022