Tulips, John Lyons (40 x 40 cm, mixed media on canvas)

That Easter she brought flowers
blood-red tulips from Amsterdam

On a bench in Margravine
they sat and ate fresh doughnuts

they watched the squirrels at play
among the tumbledown gravestones

Life tasted sweet and good on the palate
and love was still a promise to be kept

John Lyons