Spring - No Bling

[Foreword: spring in the UK is delightful But it isn’t all sunshine and roses!] *** ’tis a word, oft heard, for March, April, May The crocus enlivens the woodland way ’twas not to be seen only yesterday Spring is the word that the birds sing today Weeping the willow tickles the ripples The angler most keen swigging Scots tipples For frost isn’t distant there on the bank Yet Bream ’neath the branches dance flank to flank A tail on a golf ball, this is the wren As an old friend, good to see him again Venture in sweater to fend sneeze and cough Yet should the breeze drop, the sweater is off ’tis a word, oft heard, for March, April, May Spring is the word that the birds sing today *** 11 March 2021 Contest: Breath of Spring Sponsor: Regina McIntosh