Spring carries surprise on its back,
Secrets buried by snow and frost unearthed
Left stranded on beds of mud and decaying leaves.
Debris from lives frozen and unthawed-
Skeletons and litter in equal measure.
And still there are the other surprises-
Life carried to places unexpected
A lone shoot on the hilltop or
A patch of daffodils
Deep between the trees.
Spring is an odd grab bag of strange lives and deaths.