Whether you know them as “Blue Bells” or “Woodland Hyacinths” they are so graceful. Here are some thoughts from David Wood in his poem
BLUEBELLS
“Bluebells carpet the woodland floor
Packed so tightly that insects tip-toe
Softly and quietly between them.
Their beauty unlocks a woodland door
With such colour of delicate blue,
And a fragrance that is heaven sent.
They droop their heads in the spring rain,
With their beauty making all things new….”
