My neighbour’s tree

When has Winter’s song been sung?
When do we know that Spring has sprung?
Was the primrose the first sign?
Daffodils or celandine?
Perhaps the lawn needing a mow
As all that’s green begins to show –
Willows, early chestnut buds,
Nettles pushing through the mud?
But the best of all the greens
April’s the month for the hornbeam.
When it’s softest shade it shows,
Springs here – everybody knows!

My neighbour has a hornbeam tree-
I’m glad she’s living next to me.
Her tree’s a sight hat glads my eye
And tells me surely Spring is nigh.