Canadian Spring Beware the icy blast, young buds And sleep a little longer still Though sun may shine and birds may trill And rain may fall in roaring floods For while the earth is slick with mud The air is howling hard and chill Beware the icy blast, young buds And sleep a little longer still Should cheerful April lure and tug Your shoots from dark and earthy hills The sight of green would surely thrill But April winds will freeze green blood Beware the icy blast, young buds.
John Murray Lewis is a writer and educator. He lives in Mississauga, Ontario with his wife, children, cats and plants. You can find him on Twitter as @ozmodiargh.
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