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| Posted by: sarida333 13-Feb-2005, 01:54 PM |
| Howdy Folks, The following poem was started at Imbolic, intended as my greeting / offering for Bridgit's Day. But, I got stuck on the last verse and couldn't create a satisfactory ending, until yesterday. Writer's block, I suppose. So, belated fond wishes for Imbolic and Happy Valentine's Day tomorrow. (I know Valentine's is not a Celtic holiday, but any celebration of love is worthy, especially in times of war.) Imbolic Lambs Cold dawn breaks o're the lambing shed, Wobbly-legged twins standing in the straw bed. New mother nuzzles her lambs just born, More on the way this late winter's morn. Green blades of grass peek through the snows Ewes and lambs to pasture, our happy flock grows. Stay close to Mom in this new wide field, Don't step far from her warm wooly shield. Wildflowers bloom, the lambs are getting bolder, White fleeces grow as they get bigger and older. They sport about the hills in a soft Spring coat, Come Samhain that will be my warm woolen cloak. Slan Y'all, |