Our Planet’s a treasure chest – jewelled with light.
Stars of the evening. Songbirds in flight.
Colours to dazzle
And blossoms to glow;
Mornings so FIERY you gasp at the show…
RED is a letter-box, homely yet bright,
Sending your love with the cards that you write.
A TAWNY fox creeps
Where her cubs like to hide,
While cars wait for AMBER – Get ready to ride!
A Sunflower turns to the sparkling beams,
Bees hunt for YELLOW. A butterfly gleams…
GREEN finches fly over
Forests and lawns,
Where grasses grow high – and a small lizard yawns.
Forget-me-nots gather like rivers of BLUE,
While harebells and pansies are smiling at you!
The Peacock is proud of
His shimmering tail…
His PURPLES, his LAVENDERS. How can he fail ?
But look ! On the path – there’s a SILVERY trail,
A gift from a silent and secretive snail!
And last, come the SPECKLED –
As freckled as fishes,
Who gaze at the Moon when you whisper your wishes.
For even the Darkness can warmly enfold YOU
In your Dreamworld where straw turns to GOLD.
So gather each glory
Each spangled surprise,
And remember your RAINBOWS
With HOPE in your eyes.
Clare Bevan
