SO the blinding snow has gone

Now the new element - the rain

But the beauty of the crocus again

Under this great aged tree

Is undeniably there

The birds are there too, they seek the evergreen's shelter

Always it was so

At least as long as I remember

Sister Spring will come

Primroses, nature's fragrant joy

Will bless the lane to Redwood

And inside the woodlands again

Wild animals, foxes, badgers will thrive

Jenny Lord