Springtime Poem by Liam ó Comáin

Springtime



lambs now experience sight
and the chorus of winged ones
transforms the valley
into a chamber of song
the eye of the lengthening day
alongside tears of joy
nourishes the landscape
bringing forth crocuses and
daffodils while transforming
the dead growth of autumn
into a bed for the young of nature

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