My mum's garden in the spring

Smile!  At the bluebells, waving in breeze

Bob!  Goes the robin, bobbing round their knees

POP!  Sounds the rhubarb, growing in the patch

Woof!  Says Pippin, finishing off her scratch

Heave!  Go the seedlings, growing ever tall

Coo!  Say the turtle doves, shagging on the wall

Blushed!  Is the apple blossom, pinking on the bough

Munch!  Scoffs the wood pigeon, grazing like a cow

Out!  Cries mother, tugging at a weed

Chatter!  Go the goldfinch, mobbing at the seed

Ha!  Says grandpa, solving puzzles in the sun

Glower!  That's the rain again, spoiling all the fun

The arrival of May

Windertide's grip has stopped fastening


The Haw is preparing to bloom


Treecreeper's been working her socks off 


Tirelessly, nurturing the gloom

The time has now come to move forward


Little mouse can go sling-on-her-skates


Burst the bubbles of blossom before her!

Romance some, with her tête-à-tête?




Shakti threw down her last gauntlet


Certhiidae won't fall anymore, 


'Cause she's learned how to fly to the bottom


Then pirouette up from the floor!