Spring is here ( better late than never )

Spring is heralded by tubular bells
Filling the woods with hyacinth smells
Violet, white and lavender blue
Caught in the droplets of morning dew. 

And the cuckoo calls in the half moon light
In the silver grey just after night
His partner chuckles cloaked in the dawn
Happy the robin is rearing her spawn. 

While poppies undress their whorl sepals
Unfurling crumpled silken petals
Revealing pinks, oranges and reds
Blushing colours in the flower beds.

Fork tailed swifts nest in old wooden mills
Filling the air with twitters and shrills
Silhouetted black against the skies
Lithesome on the wing when catching flies.

Yes spring is here with it’s wonderful hues
Animal life and fabulous views
Lashings of buttercup yellows and greens
Cover the land and seep in our dreams.