Arctic Sun Ii

The white wolf danced at break of day With sunshine beating down, Upon the snow to melt away Old Mother Nature's gown... The hunting hadn't gone so well, But Spring was in the air! Good riddance to cold Winter's spell And to its sad despair... Roll on the lengthening of hours That sunshine would impart And precious strengthening of powers That stirred within his heart! Begone the biting storms and winds! Let gentle breezes blow! Be glad, all creatures! Now begins The seasons waters flow! The white wolf danced with utmost glee! Goodbye to loneliness! And so he frolicked, fancy free, His new hopes to caress! And as he danced on yonder hill, I danced right there and then! He stared amazed to see such skill And howled and danced again! Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2010. The poem is based on the magnificent painting by Stephen Gayford called 'Arctic Sun II'.