At last, the first day of Spring and there's already a queue in the garden ;)
For winter's rains and ruins are over,
And all the season of snows and sins;
The days dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins;
And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and coverBlossom by blossom the spring begins.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837-1909)
© Alison Day
