It was parents Golden Wedding anniversary today and wrote this for them yesterday. I would like to share this with you

All things that glisten

Cotton like snow disappears beneath crocus yellow
Changing moods of winter blues to one that’s mellow
From flower to flower they harvest for their Queen
Gathering for my honey on toast, a sweetening scene

The open road, the ‘are we there yet’, free of life’s maze
Blushing moon sure to follow sun’s shimmering haze
Kiddie’s paddling pool, clear blue sea, long golden sand
A ball of fire sets evening sea ablaze, stroll hand in hand

Nature she exhales, woodland parts to let her through
Her touch bids green retreat for a more golden hue
The sun settles down for the night behind the factory
A last warm caress as she turns off each lingering ray

Golden balls of light, hang, pushing the darkness to one side
Beacons of fire guiding you home to the warmth of fireside
The mother of creation phases her withdrawal, regeneration
For a great stage entry, awash with colour, golden inspiration
All things that glisten above are but failing shades of gold
In awe of your Golden Wedding, that began, to have, to hold
A love that’s stood the test of time remaining contemporary
Since that sun kissed day, a seed sown, your love set free