Whitsun

Whitsuntide fast approaches, Another Bank holiday beckons. Time for a long week-end in the pub Or sitting in the garden whose grass Needs cutting with dandelions like Saucers. This is the new Pentecost, People mooching around the shops Looking for that something that they Didn’t realise they wanted only to find They had one when they got home. People enjoying the Bank holiday Not realizing what the holiday means. Of family day trips to the seaside with Children eating ice cream that spread Around their face and noses. A day to escape the daily grind.