Once it was white, then white again,
The snow was replaced by the drops.
Clumps of yellow, sprung through the green,
So bright, and cheering, and warm.
The hawthorn, in clumps of vivid white
As you drive down the road,
So vivid, against the bushes of brown
Just starting to bud.
Has the spring, that we crave
At last arrived, to show us new life.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: We have daffodils flowering in our garden.
- Category: Reflection
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Yes so much coming to life - nmy garden is now full of bloom
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