Heads up. (New poem, hot off the pen!)
HEADS UP
Suddenly they rise!
Nature’s toy soldiers,
Standing proud!
First legions to march
Under the woodland shroud!
Virgin white heads,
Staunch on pencil stems,
Gems of excellence
In rich green array;
Troops of Springs’ army
Across Winters’ decay.
Dark leaves outshone
By luminous new life....
The Snowdrops,
Springs’ battalion display!!!
Copywrite Tony Stringfellow 10.02.26

Martin Elder
Fri 13th Feb 2026 10:16
I love the analogy of soldiers on the march. Nice one