A wild apple tree sends blossoms spiralling down in the warm spring air
Settling on buttercups and primroses of yellow hues so fair
Bustling traffic of birds in and out of the hedges building their nests
Gathering tiny twigs and twines there’s simply no time to rest
The woodland glade is bursting with wildflowers stretching their heads
Whilst underneath, silky mushrooms and scampering beetles as life spreads
A pair of golden eyes fall upon me, I daren’t move as she softly stares
With a whisper of a smile and a flick of velvet ears it is, of course, a curious little hare.
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