Bluebell Wood

Walking through the wooded glade

A wondrous scene before me laid;

The beauty of the bells so blue

A dusky carpet through and through.


 The canopy above allows

The coolness of the shady boughs

To bring relief from sun and heat

And dapples underneath my feet.


What bliss, and privilege, to be

On God’s green Earth,  alive and free.

To see the beauty he has made

Whilst walking through this wooded glade.



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