As winter fades and turns to spring,
my spirits soar to hear birds sing
those songs unheard for far too long,
but welcome now amid the throng
returned to make the welkin ring.
The sense of joy this sound can bring
for such a subtle, simple thing,
to see flocks back where they belong,
as winter fades.
For some time yet a chill may cling
to fluttered feathers ...
Friday 21st January 2022 4:09 pm