Tuesday, February 27, 2018

When Winter Wanes

Last year's leaves and this year's start.
When Winter wanes
And days grow longer,
When snow drifts melt
From sun much stronger,
I put an end to Winter’s rest
And wander from my comfy nest
Into the garden still brown, cold,
To hunt for shoots hardy, bold,
Drawn up by an ever-increasing sun
That tells of Winter quite undone.