A Windy Day In Spring

 You should have heard the wind Roaring in my orchard One fine spring day in May He was so full of himself He almost blew the trees away Why he was in such a foul mood Even the robins couldn’t say All I know for sure Is that once he

A Summer’s Fair

 On summer days the summer’s rays Embark on slips of clover And the cottage receives the shadowy leaves From fruit blossoming trees all over The white clouds above in a rhapsody of love Rise up like a new found romance As robins sing the orchards swing And bluebells launch into