David Wood (07 April 1950 / London)
Winter casts its cape aside
Though frosts still greet the frigid earth.
From which snowdrops take their pride
And daffodils form an easy birth.
Lambs leap in the early frosty dawn
Taking their mother's milk with ease
And crocuses sprout in the hedge and lawn
With buds on the twig and stem do tease.
Spring lightens up the days to please.
Robins and blackbirds sing their song
While magpies cruise with ravens in the sky
As rabbits in fields run all day long
With chicks in nests for their food do cry.
The seed in the ground begins to stir
As shepherds manage their lambing season
The cat out catching rats begins to purr
In the farm shed for no particular reason.
We have seen the back of winters chill
That cold chilling wind and driving rain,
The dark nights and snow that snaps the will
That makes old bones ache with pain.
Summer is round the corner now, our gain.
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