Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 The Snowdrop

In her warm bulb beneath the ground,

The snowdrop knew the time was right,

Though still be winter, to be bound

Up through the dirt to the sunlight.

So upward went her shoot of green,

With her tiny white flower to

Be the first on the winter scene

Into sunlight, and winter knew,

Begrudgingly, this snowdrop be

A sign to all that winter's woe

Was ending, and humans would see

This snowdrop and also would know.

This first snowdrop, good news to bring,

The coming of friendlier spring.