Spring poem written by Mrs Jenny McDowall at Audley Willicombe Park
Creation lies dormant in the dark
Flat earth, battered by Winter’s wrath
Battles against itself, and begins to win its way,
The fickle Sun and Rain play out their games.
Yesterday a little mound
Broke the ground.
Today tiny shoots of green
Leaves, still furled, are seen
Pushing up to shed their cloak of earth
Absorbing the water and stretching for warmth.
‘Spring has Sprung’
‘Birdies sing’ as in bygone times
The season repeats itself
And enchants all over again.
The pulse of life begins to quicken,
Unleashes our souls with joyfulness.
All the dismal man made troubles become as nothing
In a world so magical, that it raises hope
At the beginning of yet another yielding year.