SPRING

SPRING

Each and every year I am surprised
As winter finally loosens its cold grip
Maybe by now we’ve seen the worst
There’s doubters with lips still pursed
Who think warm days are just a blip
Yet will slowly become acclimatised

Full heat setting is no longer advised
As in the morning air, it’s just a nip
The sun appears, not too hot at first
As temperatures are slowly reversed
Lingering ice thaws and starts to drip
And a spell of daily warmth is prized

As buds, flowers are at first disguised
The new stems emerge like a fingertip
Eager to rise, no need to be coerced
And by the daily warmth, are nursed
Quite soon, newborn lambs will skip
Now at last, a new Spring is finalised

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