Teasing through the clouds
scudding along
on that unceasing
east wind
The sun winks
and disappears
in a cruel
deception of spring
Yellow swing
the daffodils' heads
in the freezing breeze
a mockery
The promise
remains strong
and will be fulfilled
Winter will flee
Chased by
gambolling lambs
a burst of colour
a breeze from the south
On a song
in an alto voice
singing a siren call
an irresistible lure
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