A Morning In Spring

Hundreds of snowdrops Flowering under old trees Cold horses awaiting Their food to be brought Paint-flaking windows Reflecting thin sunlight Large piles of wood chopped To warm up the freeze Cows at the farm-gate With milk-swollen udders Birdsong awakening An old hive of bees Arthritic limbs crackle The old cat’s awake now One eye open A paw stretched Assessing the scene