In this cold snap of spring
Delicate snowdrops ring.
They pierce the frigid earth
At January's end to March's birth,
Spreading petals of pure white
To the naked eye such a delight.
From woodland to roadside verge
Delicate flowers start to emerge.
With the yellow wild daffodil
They create such a thrill.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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