Pam Ayres

I do love a bit of Pam Ayres....she's witty and it rhymes, call me lowbrow if you will - she doesn't use big words, but the construction is perfect - Yellowhammer honours PAM!

And a more serious beautiful poem called Woodland Burial by Pam

Don’t lay me in some gloomy churchyard shaded by a wall
Where the dust of ancient bones has spread a dryness over all,

Lay me in some leafy loam where, sheltered from the cold

Little seeds investigate and tender leaves unfold.

There kindly and affectionately, plant a native tree

To grow resplendent before God and hold some part of me.

The roots will not disturb me as they wend their peaceful way

To build the fine and bountiful, from closure and decay.

To seek their small requirements so that when their work is done

I’ll be tall and standing strongly in the beauty of the sun.

Listen or read more of Pam's poems :

http://www.pamayres.com/index.php/category/poems/