[Another Poem for Clive James]
These I will celebrate:
The searching bursts of crocuses
Daffodils that spring to sunny hours
In promise that the primrose flowers
Maia's gerbils and the garden's squirrel
An impish acrobat and thief named Cyril
The migrant birds the welcome ground receives
And those who lingered winter long in clefts and eaves
A bond for summer versed in bonuses.
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I saw the beauty and fell in love with Cyril and the promise spring brings. Beautiful....10