Hier Hiver Poem by Denys E. W. Jones

General Winter's lost a battle.
Nay, indeed he's lost the war.
Now the fields are full of petals -
Primrose, daisy and lots more.

This Commander's army's routed,
All his troops in headlong flight.
Now the sky's no longer clouded,
And the sun is shining bright.

See how the quicksilver rises,
Now the heat's been turned back on.
So as Charles Baudelaire might put it:
Hier l'hiver, voici printemps!

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Denys E. W. Jones