The Parks and Gardens Committee
voted to scatter their dreams
along the grass verges of the A224.

No-one noticed the kick-start of life.

Cars swished through the dark tunnel
of winter, their drivers unaware of the gift.

Emerging, dormouse-eyed, they are
surprised by pools of daffodil gold;
a nodding acquaintance.

The Committee moves to another agenda.
The gift continues its sunburst fanfare
to Spring…
after Spring…
after Spring….…

© Marion Sharville


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