When the Blackbirds are back

When the blackbirds are back,
when the rain makes them sing again,
the shy masters of the garden
will tell us about little things

like the green lined joy of snowdrops,
the ruby beauty of cherry trees,
spider webs glistening with dew
or the Second Spring revealed anew,

and if we stay quiet long enough
we may hear a few more words of Hope
there is never one Sunrise the same
and the best is always yet to come.

© Frédéric Georges Martin