Today’s poem

My clocks have all moved

forward, as have I. Hooray! It’s so much lighter

in the sky! Warmer days, stronger sun, We’ve had eggs, hot

cross buns. Flinging off my winter coat,

I shout: ‘Goodbye!’ I unearth my summer

clothes to give them a try. Oh dear. I’ve eaten far too

many pies. The increase to my waist Is a personal disgrace, Buttons ping off across the

room and I sigh. I fling on a chiffon blouse,

undeterred, And dance out into the

garden with the birds. The sky’s a baby

powder blue, As are my nose and

fingers, too, I’ve spring fever, yet I

shiver, it’s absurd. I tiptoe through my tulips,

one by one, Then I notice clouds are

blocking out the sun. Apple blossom and snow

are falling, In fact, the weather

is appalling, Being outside without a

coat, just isn’t fun. I make it back inside before

the sleet and hail, And the gale force wind

that’s just begun to wail. My summer clothes lie on

the floor, I put them back into

a drawer, Realisation and common

sense at last prevail. My chiffon blouse is soaked

I’m sad to say, I’ll have to dry it for

another day. I snuggle back into my vest

and sweater, Ahh! That’s warmer, so

much better. I’ll get out my summer togs

again in May. Anita Bass, Theydon Bois, Essex.