Bluebells

Voices

Cows moo: that's nothing new;
Horses say, 'Neigh!'
Dogs woof; cats mew;
But what do flowers say?

'Boing!' trills the daffodil,
Calling in the spring;
'Ding dong, ding dong,'
The bluebells sing.

'Crack!' cries the snapdragon;
'Sniff!' goes the rose;
'Me, me, me!' forget-me-nots
Are whispering at your toes.

But, in the autumn showers,
Before the flowers die,
If you listen carefully
You'll hear their petals sigh.

poem © Celia Warren 2011

(Actually wrote this poem years ago, but it seemed to go well with these incredibly early bluebells that are growing in a sheltered spot, beside our front door.)