What the land goes through each year
What the land goes through each year
by K. S. Blackmore29 Jan 2019
Bewildering this land, just now in green,
All yesterdays long hidden under-scene.
Seen of the snowman in winter-tide,
Spring burst upon, tears spilled far and wide.
Yet to gaze outwardly upon this stage, is to see
The land a bake, bestows we,
Heavens thanked for our daily dough.
Vitality, might, grieve, all infuse the land green, go.