Snowdrops <br />Emerging <br />On this bleak and barren land, <br />Frozen <br />Through winter <br />By nature's icy hand. <br /> <br />Cold winds <br />Blowing <br />As green shoots start to grow, <br />Slowly <br />But surely <br />The budding petals show. <br /> <br />Sunrise <br />Now shining <br />Flowers in full bloom, <br />Gleaming <br />So brightly <br />Like beacons in the gloom. <br /> <br />Springtime <br />Such colours <br />The flowers are abound, <br />Covering the remnants <br />Of that bleak and barren ground.<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/snowdrops-9/
