Where Are You
Where are you, Spring?
Nor'westerly, with icy blade it carves
through puny shields of woolly hats and scarves
gives brief respite, then pierces yet again,
brings tears to eyes of happiest of men,
umbrellas inside out, their holders curse
no pity, winter laughs and does it's worst,
where are you?
Where are you, Spring?
Your many coloured blanket still unrolled
we gaze at barren lawns with colours cold.
Snowdrops like bullets pepper fields and lanes,
your daffodils and gifts of daisy chains,
heads lift and petals spread in early light
short days and longer nights fade from our sight,
where are you?
Where are you, Spring?
Your subtle kiss, your silent call to arms
to regiments of bulbs and seeds on farms
and sleeping creatures, heartbeats soft and slow
that warm in chorus with the melting snow
to crawl with blinking eyes from 'neath the earth
and celebrate with us your next rebirth.
Where are you?
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