As the dust scattered
So did the cherry blossoms –
Rug on a clothes line
As the dust scattered
So did the cherry blossoms –
Rug on a clothes line
Sniffing the blossoms
Bob is enjoying the scent
As much as I am
Sweet and honey like
Greets me each morning and night –
Unsure of their name
Majestic looking
I thought it was dead until
It started to twitch
Saharan sandstorm
European emmissions –
Unprecedented
Today I’m making
Rose-scented Biryani –
Happy Mother’s Day
Teaspoon of honey
Couple slices of ginger…
In a mug of tea
Numerous trails
Decorate the sky –
To where? I wonder
For almost ten years
Did he wait for his master
Loyal till the end
Some of them splatter
Whilst others simply bounce off –
Hailstones on windscreen