After weeks of being unwell, I was cheered by the sight of the
rhododendrons full of tight buds, reminding me that, although
it was a long way away, Spring would come, the buds would open
and their glorious flowers would shine out. Warmth
and colour would be in the world again.
HOPE IN TRAINING
Those tight little buds are waiting
For next Spring.
There’s no sign of hurry,
No hint of impatience.
In fact, just looking at them
Reveals an alternative world
To the one we live in.
©2021 Gwen Grant