Pete's Yesterday

Yesterday
Bronze
FamilyTree
Yromem
Better Than You?
Be Elected
Bang On Time
St.Johns Church
Eltham Palace
Stanley
P.C.
Think Again
Colonel Everest
Elizabeth Leggatt
The Queens House
Nought Line Meridian
Starling
Pit Bull Terror
Horse
Chinese Tiger
S.O.S.
Biggin Hill
The Trossachs
Stick Of Rock
Ye Olde Salutation
Nazca
Mystery
The Old Vicarage
True Or False
Killer
Blow The Wind Southerly
Autumn
A Little More Time
Lace
Cumulus
Minority
Silence
Shout Shout.....!
Altogether Now
Ambitious
K.P.A.
Take Off
Next Patient
Accentuate The Positive
Mum
Evacuee
School Meals
Steam
Frankie Howard
With Love
Mark Pilford
Wedding Dress
Gone Shopping
My Love
Piccadilly Circus
Retired
After Your grey eyes,
Your cherry lips,
Your soft, rounded form;
After the Glorious Sun,
The Blue Skies,
The velvet Night and Glistening Stars,
The whirling, whirlpool Constellations ......
Flowers!

Their colours are You,
Their curves Your undulating shape,
Their perfume Your very aroma.

When I look into Your eyes
I see Flowers in Your heart,
I see Walled Gardens,
And where open fields start,
Rivers of corn blue, and poppy red,
Painting Life upon the landscape green,
And lonesome splash of colour,
High, on the barren mountain scene.

The falling, floating Petals are Your tears,
The paperweight remains are mine.
Who cares for double barrelled Latin names
When Their living colours are so fine?!