A Poem for Imbolc, Brides Day or Groundhog Day:)
Once I found a fairy in my cup of tea
she was nearly drownded(yes thats how its spelt GG)
as wet, as wet can be.
I took her out and dried her,
I asked her if she'd stay
"Oh no, oh no" she answered
and off she flew away
In memory of nanny and a celebration of the day. For me Imbolc or Brides Day. From Ewes milk, first lambs and snowdrops are here. Can Spring be far away?
Blessed be and may Brides blessing be upon you all.