Snowdrops

Snowdrops

My feet are in the freezing earth,
My head is in the air
It’s cold, so cold, but something says
That warmth is somewhere there.

Below the ground I stayed asleep
Throughout the winter’s lease,
Till waking stirrings told me
Time for repose to cease.

On and up I struggled
Towards a welcome sky,
Now in the air my snowy head
Nods as the wind goes by.

Grateful I turn towards the sun,
Blackbird and robin sing,
My dancing partners celebrate,
We’re here to welcome Spring.

About the author

LaurelC
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Artist and writer, retired seafarer. Author (with late husband Bill) of best selling "Sell Up and Sail" Cruised under sail nearly 100,00 miles until the age of 83.

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