A Touch of Spring.
Nature's taking winters rest,
often scenic smartly dressed,
a veil of snow, still, calm,
branches laden a weighty balm.
A pigeon flaps disturbing peace,
agitated, a small caprice,
clods of snow hit the ground,
the copse echoes a thudding sound.
Not that many birds around,
a blackbird its regular round,
the magpie a haughty cavalier,
it always seems in good cheer.
Great tits come and go,
usually a communal show,
a dreadfull, rainy, sodden year,
just a hint that spring is near.
My clematis and only evergreen,
a truly heartening scene,
by christmas buds began to grow,
now tiny purple petals show.
jobee.
Very good.
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