What on earth has happened to the spring?
She was observed last year.
Didn’t you see her gamboling?
Her public identity was clear.
Nature should be saying ‘look at me!’
Daffodils should be revealing
their yellow treasure gloriously.
Even the squirrels are shivering.
We should be warm, but instead
newspapers are blowing nervily.
Frozen, the blasted buds are dead.
Snow is billowing horizontally.
Winter is establishing a bridgehead
of icy crystals across the coal-shed.
NB Only people of my age or older will ever have seen a coal-shed!
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