A promise of spring

A promise of spring

Cold frosty nights
It barely gets light
Snow wind and hail
Christmas cards in the mail
Winter is here

Robins and Tits
On the birdfeeder sit
Hoping for treats
With their chirps and their tweets
Winter is here

Christmas bells ring
Carollers sing
Clear starry skies
Shooting stars way up high
Winter is here

Trees bare and dry
Silhouettes in the sky
Everything dormant
No leaves for adornment
Winter is here

But wait, look around
Down on the ground
Tiny green shoots
Pushing up from their roots
Winter is here

Snowdrops and aconites
Flower buds folded tight
Even through showers
A promise of flowers
Spring is on the way.