Gŵyl Fair y Canhwyllau

Ancient circle cast to call
The spring song from winter’s shawl
Vibrant visions in my view
Subtle hues of Brigid’s brew

The cold clings on as life grows
Beneath solid ground and snows
And winter wanes to spring’s breeze
While budding trees thin the freeze

©JG Farmer
Form: Deibhidhe