Springtime - York city walls (From Gazette & Herald)

Springtime - York city walls

THE trumpets of the daffodils

They have a tune to play.

It is a theme of earlier flowers

That graced this place one day.

Flower follows bulb, then flowers again,

Each springtime more profusion

And every year a message clear

To still our soul's confusion.

On grassy banks of city wall

The fair stone wall so steady,

The flowers echo timelessness

In accents clear and ready.

Golden lads and lasses too,

The yellow blooms recall...

And nod their heads to all the rest

Who pass along the wall.

Once, sentries sharp and soldiers smart

In Roman garb... and later...

Have strode this way, and could stones talk,

They'd be a mass of data.

Though skipping young of recent past

Now have an aged gait...

Renewal mystery still remains

And all participate.

Midst city changes and our own

As our life advances,

The changeless round of wall and flowers

Confirms our deepest fancies.

Submitted by

Mrs M S Rothwell,

Lytham St Anne's

Updated: 11:15 Wednesday, March 19, 2003