Sometimes it's the smallest things that make one happy
- like the local florist telling me she had something
in the back that was meant for me
- and home I came with a succulent branch of magnolia.
And my two kids playing so well at their concert today,
making their mummy's heart burst with pride and joy
- seeing them up there,
well in their bones, happy in their little souls.
And despite a rather hectic week
and lots of things on at the weekend,
this light that just seems to keep one sustained,
hearing the rain pattering in the night,
turning the grass another notch greener.
A friend's cat, a Bengal beauty
that we're looking after this week,
all demure, distant and alluring,
until she gives in and presses her exquisite head
deeper into the nook of my arm.
This magnolia reminding me of London
and declaring in all her budding lusciousness
that it's March and it's spring!