Spring has Sprung.

There’s a damp freshness in the air
The street looks like it’s all new
Lawns sparkle and gutters trickle
Trees glisten with the dew.
I survey the sites that looks changed
Pause and take a breath of fresh air
Then stride briskly off to work
Feeling slightly devil-may-care.
Jaunty feet step carefully
Over the slugs and snails
As they slowly seek dry ground
But sadly all to no avail.
Jump the puddle in the road
Avoid the gutter’s growing stream
Something infectious is in the air
Even the litter looks clean.

I’ve dug this poem out of the archives as I have been spending too much time trying to get my new smart phone to work to be able to put pen to paper.  With the current varied spring weather it also seems an apt choice !