February is the month for snowdrops - my favourite flowers. I celebrate them in a poem written as I share my daughter's sorrow that, because her mind and thoughts are troubled, the child she loves has been brought up in another family. This poem can be found in Clarissa (chipmunkapublublishing), as well as in Uninivited Guest (Triangle/SPCK
Snowdrops
She grew slender as a snowdrop,
loved defenceless things:
seals, and that tremulous pearl
the ebb of summer light leaves
where waves have been.
She traced angels’ wings
on stone and cloud
at length blossomed forth
