Harbinger of light

You dash the grey

Like sunbeams

Gone astray

You stir my spirits

Long dormant in this cold

You whisper new life

Into what was old

I count my mind another tree

That you occupy

Radiating glee

Joy, dressed in yellow and blue

And further more

I feel honoured by you

Most timorous marvelous beastie

Bringing Spring to my balcony

A most dear sight

As Winter puts up one last fight

And life's hue stubbornly remains

Pandemic blue

Harbinger of light

Thank you

Dave James Horn ©