SPRINGTIME IN ENGLAND

SPRINGTIME IN ENGLAND

A Poem by Phil Roberts

The treetops rock and lash precariously
In the wild and thrashing wind
Just as the hard driving rain turns to hail
Hammering and bouncing high
And birds and small unseen creatures
Evacuate the open space for shelter
And the noise is a cacophony 
Of a million tiny hammers
As once again
We enjoy springtime in England

   By Phil Roberts

© 2016 Phil Roberts


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Phil Roberts
Phil Roberts

macclesfield, north-west, United Kingdom



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I'm from the north-west of England where the rain lives. I am retired and a grandfather to many. I've led an "interesting" life, i suppose you could say, with lots of laughter and a few tears, like mo.. more..

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