A 'sonnet' in 'double ballad metre and rhyme'
by John Henderson on the 22nd of April, 2015

There's faint growth in the heather now Spring's had its fun
With snell winds, now gentled by a slow warming sun.
Then birds midst tall conifers again take the wing
So our spirits are lifted, and blythely we sing .....
"Summer days are approaching and we're full of glee
For occasional dawns will be grand sights to see.
More gloamings and shadows will precede fall of night
That rests limbs and minds until comes morn's scanty light.
Soon most snows on our mountains will warm, melt and go,
While steep valleys and meadows green tinges will show.
And the wakening grain-shoots from each sunny shower
Will be weaned and encouraged with each passing hour.
God heats Springtime's climate more often than not,
And with this guarantee we're content with our lot."