winter stayed too long…a poem

Winter stayed too long

 Winter stayed too long

rain and wind would not abate,

chilled air seeped through cracks

into March and April’s lengthening days

 

At last, amongst buttercups chasing

cowslips from the meadows,

cattle roamed and ruminated,

and the cold wind changed direction.

 

A feeble warmth upon the stones

enticed a lizard from his crevice; he

waited for the warmth within his blood

but spring seemed a long time coming.

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