I funnel my thoughts and I am in a Spring time poem
Sweet wonderment, time of new beginnings
It’s vernal equinox, the first day of Spring
Time of daffodil and gorse
not forgetting of course
Lamb, Blackbird, Rabbit, et cetera
As swelling buds and tiny leaves
begin to show themselves.
Nature bursting forth.
Awaiting the time to sit
by a babbling brook
Listening as water gently trickles –
cascading over stones.
(c) Chris Black 2017.