New Growth
As the spring dew lifts
Twisted bark now shifts
New growth comes to life
Enticed by the light
Warm up by the flame
Green shoots through my brain
As the landscape wakes
To a new dawn
People escape
Seek to be reborn
They soon will forget
All this wonder and awe
Bound up by the walls
The beauty will fall
Writer/s: Morag Tong
