The elderflowers are turning into fruit
12 months must pass before trees flower again
I wish I had spent more time in that deep scent
Time goes fast, to know that gives me pain
The days of childhood seemed so long and full
We knew the road the pavement and the park
In the houses women worked all day
The love of mothers could light up the dark.
The shape of elderblossom is the same
Yet little berries do not look like flowers
Soon the berries swell and fall to earth.
The changes in the child take more than hours
Live while you’re alive, enrich your time
Don’t die before you’re dead, I end my rhyme
How my heart sings 