An Early Spring

Send us Fan MailAn Early Spring?It mightyet not beMay,with forget-me-notsto be,but spring is awakening,behind the grey,the still,the quiet,of February For uponthis very morning,the birdsthat singdo soby calling,the coloursoutof silence,the new grassand green, As uponthe gardenlawn,and lighter dawns the thinningblues ofdreaming skies, a single flakeof snow and dropbehindthe windasideFor the shadowof sunlightis upon the crumbling winter crouching in frozenforgotten glances,beyondthe sunlitgarden [email protected]