Poetry

Betwixt winter and spring

By 29th September 2009December 9th, 2019No Comments

Too early for the tortoise to wake from sleep
Woolly jumpers and belted cardigans
Signs of life in the cities gardens
Over the horizon, the sun does creep
No warmth; as winter still lies deep
Birds not returned from foreign lands
Too early.

Lambs cry out for mother sheep
Spring tides shift upon the sands
Rivers flow as the willow bends
No salmon yet to leap upstream
Too early.

Jan Hedger

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