Spring is here

Spring is here

As Earths axis tilts into the sun, in our Northern hemisphere,
The darkness starts to decrease, and much lighter days are here.
The weather starts to warm, although some snow may hit the ground,
Whilst snowdrops, crocuses and daffodils, are blooming all around.

Hence how this lovely season, earned its’ name, we call it Spring,
Because of new and regrowth, that this beauteous time can bring.
The trees, plants, bushes and flowers,  fill our lands with varied hue,
And birds collect their twigs and straw to line their nests anew.

For people, plants and animals, a refreshing time of year,
Gardeners and farmers both enjoy, a time of simple cheer.
With grazing  good, the cows produce a milk so fresh and fine,
And crops grow in abundance, all so green within their prime.

Humans, flora and fauna, seem to sense the seasons coming,
Birds all sing their happy songs, and bees can be heard humming.
The fields begin to fill again, with happy gambolling lambs,
Newly imported beavers, start to build their useful dams.

The air seems so much fresher, from new oxygen provided,
As the lovely flora does its’ job, but it isn’t just one-sided.
When we take breath, we breathe it in, and breathe out CO2,
Which the flora need to stay alive, so we help feed them too.

With symbiosis  in our land, which we cannot live without,
Our wondrous world, such great design, of that there is no doubt.
I think of this uncertain world, that fills some folk with fear,
Here we are, It’s Spring again. What a lovely year.

Michael J Hill © February 2020.

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Mike Hill
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Grammar School/ Police Cadet/ Police Constable/Degrees in ~psychology and Sociology/ Child Care worker/Child Care Manager. Into Antiques/good food. Born again Christian since 1991. Now partially disabled due to a major stroke in 2014.

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