Snowdrops are everywhere

Crocus show off their colours

Daffodils are a month early

A summer fragrance invades my senses

The elders are pushing

A young bee practices on a dandelion

Buttercups on the way

Chestnuts budding

Everything is forward

A robin chants its Lenten message on a stump

To ease my concerns



I met a snail

In Deburghs wood

I knocked on its door

A head popped out

Horns at full stretch

Asking who I was

Where I was going

It took a long look at me


Took his horns in

and went back into its  house

Categorized as Poems

By timmyconway

By profession an Accountant By ambition a Politician By nature a Poetry

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