Easter has come: we’ve eaten chocolate rabbits and eggs (possibly too many), and the real things are there, complete with flowers and, hopefully, blue skies …
THE SEASON CHANGES
in clouds of blossom
through green spears 
that pierce dark soil
she walks with lambs
fawns chicks
newborn rabbits
a dancing swirl
of butterflies
halos her head
birds carol
and we sing
glory oh glory
To Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.
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