A WOULDBESONNET FOR SPRING
O to be where you are
now that Spring is here
uphill blows the wind
overturning wheelie-bins
under the bending willow tree
bright daffodils stand proud
hailstones rattle at the windows
the birds are nowhere to be seen
clouds scamper in the greydark sky
no sun no moon no stars
we turn the central heating up
put on an extra layer
pull curtains across the door
and wish we were elsewhere
© GERALD ENGLAND
Composed: Gee Cross, 21st March 2004
Unpublished
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