Sunday, 20 March 2016

Spring Poem

The first day of spring
And I hear the birds sing their hearts out
They all know their parts; Calling to a mate
Marking their territory
And all are merry with their refrains.

It’s the start of a new season
A reason for us all to be joyful
The light lasts longer; The night is shorter.
We can dream of walks among a field
Of daffodils and bluebells

My soul is singing with the sun
A dream of summer as Spring is begun
Birds and flowers and life
Sprouting up from the everlasting cup
Of nature’s cycles.