There…

I can sense it,

just below the surface,

buds about to break.

Spires spike through

pungent earth,

Spring will birth

her lovliness.

                                                                          

                                                                                                 For more garden and seasonal poetry buy Louisa’s book here. © Louisa Owen

Debutantes and Daisies, A Bouquet of Poetry . Poetry for Gardeners

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