Today there were snowdrops
Pushing green lances
Through the dull earth
To the sky.
The small white blooms bowing
With heads in lace veils
Brides of the spring
Bright and blythe.
Winter’s last rearguard
Summer’s first promise
At this moment
Seasons bide.
True heralds of nature
Announcing a rebirth:
‘Life doth return
Hope stands high’.
Today there were snowdrops
With heads in lace veils
At this moment
Hope stands high.
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