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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Spring, early morning. Sitting beneath the half-arch Of the bayleaf tree, On the old wooden garden bench - Early morning, the first full day of Spring. A cup of warm coffee, A smoothie bowl of banana, Avocado and chia seed, topped With walnuts, golden raisins, goji berries. Cool, crisp, and hazy— Soft sunlight breathing Seasonal new life, A quiet awakening. I sit apart from it, Yet quietly within— Still, observing, serene, Flooded with innocent memory. Jewels of dew on the lawn And the broad-leafed tulips, Long-stemmed and short— Reds, pinks, yellows, whites. Bright daffodils bow and sway, Primroses bring gentle colour To a forgotten corner Behind a moss-covered standing stone. Tips of green unfurl On the red boughs Of the Japanese maple And the three hibiscus. The herb garden—sage, Savoury, lemon balm, verbena, Parsley, thyme, oregano, chive— Waits for eager culinary hands. Flowering strawberry plants, Rose-coloured rhubarb stalks, Fresh mint— All hinting at summer puddings. A cockerel in the distance, Nature’s alarm clock— Wake up. Wake up. Hiding in the branches, A little red-breasted robin sings His bright, insistent song, Just to say: I’m here. A blackbird lands on the fence, Briefly surveying the ground For slimy morsels To catch his beady eye. Ducks rise from The dark green canal, A woodpecker drums a steady beat, A collared dove softly coos. Tiny pale mauve butterflies— Parma violet sweets on wing. The first shift of bees emerges, Focused on the day’s work. And on the window ledge next door— The neighbour’s cat.
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