In leafy lanes across the land
Daffs and primrose proudly stand
Green swards and blossom greet our eyes
And birdsong welcomes in sunrise.
England's villages look cute
Is this Easter heat a fluke?
We love to spend a week down here
When spring has sprung and skies are clear.
But note how full main roads become
With traffic permanently a hum
Since we left this isle of dreams
Which now is bursting at the seams!
Written in 2003
(c) Poet in the woods 2014