And when you think that spring is around the corner
And plans you have for gardening please the mind
That's just the time when nature serves a warning
And the weather you encounter is unkind
If ever we became a bit complacent
And thought that we had beaten father time
There's always something there to cast a shadow
And remind us that appearances are blind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem