her optimistic footsteps
went searching
walking on winding pathways
through to green grassy slopes
dusted with winter icing
into the darker woodland
for a first glimpse of spring
in clumps of delicate beauty
in sight of waters of the fast flowing
Thames
but they were still sleeping
not ready to waken and show
their pretty bell shaped flowers
signaling new beginnings
so she gifted me a necklace
with three tiny snowdrops
suspended from a silver chain
with a kiss and a promise
that photographs would follow
another day