I spy bluebells in March, I think
The white snowdrops are wilting
And the yellow daffodils are blooming
As are the crocuses
In beautiful shades of purple and yellow
There is warmth in the sun
That my body welcomes
I have missed this

And you can tell it’s spring
When the birds are nesting
And the bees are buzzing
And the flowers are blooming
There is warmth in the sun
As we welcome it back here
To our hemisphere


Maggie      March 2016