Winter's End

5 in the morn, it is getting light Winter's ending it's long respite Spring is upon us, daff's delight Gone are the days we so dislike Even folk's as unseen, reappear Full of enthusiasm, full of cheer The front gardens full of chatter Time to discuss all that matters Pets, lounging, in the warm sun Come summer, the heat, no fun Clean our windows and why not Keeping eyes on wandering tots Doors open, can smell the toast Gran's knitting, she's engrossed Gramp's away down in the shed Garden tools for the flower beds Darn weeds come rain, or shine Choke the flowers they entwine 5 in the morn, it is getting light Winter's ending it's long respite Indiana Shaw . . . : /