Falkirk
Writers' Circle

 

The Noise of Spring.

 

[It's autumn - let's think of spring.......... ]
Can you hear the grass grow?

Aye it'll soon need a mow!

The leaves forcing from reluctant buds,

They come alive in these deciduous wuds.

In the hedges - the birds' orchestral racket.

Probably a code - but you'll never really crack it.

The conspiracy of spring -

Reversing the mood of autumn's pain,

Obscuring the memory of winter's rain,

Heralding summer and picnic trips.

Aw by jeez - this is Scotland - get a grip!!