Photograph by: Mabel Amber
There's been no respite from seasonal cold With endless rainfall full of angry spite Grey skies, enchanted clouds do not unfold It seems as if nature has taken flight. Long wait for spring when will it be revealed? Hopefully, the first snowdrops will appear Mighty oak stands stoic they lie concealed White waxy beauty that visits each year. When yellow swathes of daffodils grow tall In soft gentle breeze, they sway and delight This is the moment when spring does not stall Poetic vision and verse will take flight Magical spring creates pure miracle Enchanted season will wax lyrical
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