CONVERSATION IN WELSH WITH MY MOTHER ON THE BALCONY

CONVERSATION IN WELSH WITH MY MOTHER ON THE BALCONY.

There is always

seashells and

red geraniums

bird feeders

with nuts

full to the brim.

She would say

the daffodils are

almost in flower

and the mussel 

boat is passing

the flag is at 

half mast this morning

I wonder who's died

must remember to check the daily post.

Shoo!

that big bird away

the little birds

are starving to death

O those big birds

make such a mess

I must remember 

to brush the mat today.

At last the sun 

is coming through,

and look 

the top of

Snowdon is 

out of the clouds.

Avie.